This morning was not exactly the best I’ve had in a long time. I got up this morning and thought, “Hm. I wonder if that book I’m reading for my paper in AP Lit is a literary canon.” So I turned on my computer and checked. It wasn’t.
I got to band and realized, “Oh. Volunteering hours for AP Government and NHS are due Monday. The outline for my AP Government paper is also due Monday…WAIT. When am I going to get this all done?” Shortly after, my friend Belinda walked up to me and said, “Hey, did you know the senior recital is tonight?” “No it’s not.” “Yeah, we have to be here at 7.” “Are you serious?!”
My friend Vivian walked up to me and said, “Hey, you okay? Looks like somebody didn’t have their tea this morning.” To which I said, “Actually, I did.”
After practicing with my recital group, I came back into the band room where I managed to rethink all my previous thoughts about what was due…to the point where I almost started crying right then and there. I held it together until the bell rang, walked to mom’s office, and promptly left school. I came home and started working on my AP Government thesis, got some sources, went to 2 libraries, found some more sources online, made lunch, started reading Persuasion because it’s actually included on the canon list (I checked, don’t worry!), and switched back over to my first paper. I’m officially one page down, but I have all the sources I need so far, so I’m starting to breathe again.
And whose fault is this? Mine. Why is it my fault? (1) Because I can’t manage time to save a life, (2) because I’m a lazy butt, and (3) because I misplaced my agenda.
Okay, that was too nice a phrase. I lost my agenda.
But…this will all get done. In 2 weeks, everything will be handed in on time, I’ll graduate with that super-duper blue sash NHS members get to wear, and then I’ll be free like a bird.
Anyway, senior recital wasn’t as annoying as I thought it would be. It actually made my day.
3 Comments
May 27, 2009 at 9:35 pm
Well, I’ll tell ya what….your recital was great, and you were able to push through the mound of “stuff to do” and get something accomplished yesterday. That is more than I can say about some days at work.
At work they criticize you for not accomplishing jobs assigned to someone else or some other departments job, then pile more on top just to make things harder and then wonder why you haven’t accomplished as much as they expected.
Where do you think Scott Adams of Dilbert gets his material to print every day? “Beware Alice’s fist of death!”
May 30, 2009 at 2:44 am
You got lulled to sleep by senioritis and woke up hogtied to the rails. Nasty stuff. Hopefully once burned, twice shy. Your planner needs to be your literary canon from now on!
June 1, 2009 at 5:07 pm
That pic is fantastic!