I have no reason to be burnt out. I haven't been in school that long this year and my load is incredibly light. But every single day I find myself wishing that I was back in Colorado and done with this semester.
I've heard you shouldn't wish your life away so I'll stop. But I notice that when I'm enjoying myself time moves a lot quicker and when I'm wishing it was over it moves at a glacial pace. What the heck is that all about?
Wouldn't life be cooler if the times we're having fun (like the Mates of State concert) lasted a really long time and the crappy times (like English 311) went faster?
Then there are times when I'm watching TV for an hour and the hour seems like two minutes, but when I'm running a 10k it feels like I've been running for 5 hours (it does not actually take me 5 hours to run a 10k). Wouldn't life be better if the times we were doing healthy things (like running) went faster than the times we were doing nothing (like blogging)?
I'm also not looking forward to having my body decompose while I'm still alive so I'm doomed to get old super fast. At least when I'm old I can eat more cookies.
I think I'll find a way to swap all of these things. Time moves at the same pace all the time so I'm pretty sure I can find a way to make the boring times go faster and the good times slow down, cause it's all in my head.
My friend Jason just got home from his mission in Japan and I missed him. He's really cool and he's just about the same.
I have a fish that lives in the photo lab named fushi. In japanese that means immortal cause the fish won't die.
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