So I woke up today to my alarm (always a feat that makes you feel good about the day), only to hear my sister ask me if I wanted to drive myself to school rather than get a ride. When I asked why that was a possibility (4 drivers, 2 cars...it doesn't happen very often), she said that no one had anywhere to be, then she went to bed.
What? My dad, who works pretty much every day of life, both my sisters who are taking classes on campus with me, my brother who is in high school, and the other at the Freshman Center...and NONE of them need to go anywhere today? Why not? What's so special about Tuesday, January 15 that lets everyone off except me? Or do I not have any obligations today either? It was rather eerie preparing for school with the whole house silent and still. I still don't understand it.
It's one of those strange ways to start out your day that make you question your reality for a second...like you don't know which day it is, or that you're just dreaming. Sometimes, a day's beginning so random and unexplained as this can cause you to check for the next twelve hours to make sure you're really wearing your pants while in class, or to try bending a spoon with your mind, or accuse your friends as being robot impostors. This has been my case.
I went to class early in the morning, decided there was no way I was going to successfully complete the class, and promptly dropped it online. It's funny how accomplished you can feel disseminating something from your life secretly while you are currently in the middle of the very event. And so, I just played games on my computer during the rest of the class period, because I no longer had any reason to listen. Bahaha.
Today I have made great strides in my life-long journey to understand the importance of simplifying your life. Never overschedule yourself, they say. Less is more, they say. Give yourself some time, they say. Don't get white shirts wet, they say. So I dropped a computer science course, and two night classes I was planning on taking a friend to. ...But, due to my maniacal drive to fill my life with work, I somehow got myself into 6 more hours at work per week. But I think I took two steps forward and only one step back, so I'm making progress!
Whew. I've still got pants on. I'm ready to wake up in reality again tomorrow, because today's been exhausting.
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