Wake up. Usually it happens around 8:30-9:00. Lay in bed thinking for about an hour.
Have a bowl of cereal, some fruit, a power bar, or a Slim-Fast.
Take a shower, brush my teeth, etc.
Tell myself it's time to start writing.
Facebook. Fantasy Baseball. Email. FF. Sporcle. Wikipedia. Youtube music. Facebook.
Wonder about whether she likes me, whether I've blown my only chance, what made me think I had a chance in the first place.
Tell myself it's time to start writing.
What the hell am I doing here in this program? What am I going to do with my life? Do I have any sort of purpose? The only thing anyone's ever told me I'm good at is being a student. I can't do that forever. What sort of other options do I have, thought? I have a B.S., a B.A., was named my university's outstanding student in the class of 2009, graduated with Honors, and a slew of other awards, but I'm not sure what good that will do me. Will I be forced to become a janitor or Wal-Mart lifer or something? What's the purpose of busting my butt writing these papers when they are, in the long run, pointless, especially if I'm not here after this semester?
Tell myself it's time to start writing.
Facebook. Fantasy Baseball. Email. FF. Sporcle. Wikipedia. Youtube music. Facebook.
Tell myself it's time to start writing.
Go run or lift weights.
By now it's around lunch time. If I have some food, eat. If not, either go get some or wait til dinner.
Facebook. Fantasy Baseball. Email. FF. Sporcle. Wikipedia. Youtube music. Facebook.
Tell myself it's time to start writing.
On Monday-Wednesday, go to class in the afternoon. Otherwise, not. Usually one day during the weekend, I'll go spend way too much money on CDs, DVDs, and/or books are the Great Escape, Book and Music Exchange, or Ear X-Tacy.
If I'm lucky, there will be a concert or ballgame or some sort of event to go to in the evening (despite the depressing tone of this entry/note, I love living in Louisville. There's so much going on and fun stuff to do). Spend probably 2-3 hours doing that, one or two nights per week. If not, continue doing the same thing.
Make or buy dinner.
What the hell am I doing here in this program? What am I going to do with my life? Do I have any sort of purpose? The only thing anyone's ever told me I'm good at is being a student. I can't do that forever. What sort of other options do I have, thought? I have a B.S., a B.A., was named my university's outstanding student in the class of 2009, graduated with Honors, and a slew of other awards, but I'm not sure what good that will do me. Will I be forced to become a janitor or Wal-Mart lifer or something? What's the purpose of busting my butt writing these papers when they are, in the long run, pointless, especially if I'm not here after this semester?
Tell myself it's time to start writing.
Think about places I want to go to next. Learn as much about them as I can.
Wonder about whether she likes me, whether I've blown my only chance, what made me think I had a chance in the first place.
Facebook. Fantasy Baseball. Email. FF. Sporcle. Wikipedia. Youtube music. Facebook.
Get mad at myself that I've been unproductive yet again today, but wonder if writing pointless papers is being productive in the first place.
Miss my friends and family.
Lay in bed thinking for about an hour. Go to sleep, usually around 2:30-3:00.
Repeat.
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lol...I love your routine. Mine is quite similar :)
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