great success!

   I am literally only writing this as an excuse to not spend any more time studying for my dumb awesome accounting final tomorrow morning at 8:00 AM. What is wrong with people? Classes at 8:00am is hard enough…but an exam? You’re too kind.

   It’s easy to get consumed by life when your world is so small. I thought my life would be stuffed full of so many new and different things when I came to college, but it has almost gotten smaller. Every day during the semester, school-related things absorb me. I find it hard to find a crack in the walls of my every day routine to squeeze through in order to remind myself that there is more to life than good grades, shifts at work, and other never-ending responsibilities.

   It’s really easy for me to become jealous of fellow college-goers who can find the time to have friends over for dinner, go grab a drink on a Tuesday night, or spend the entire weekend out adventuring. I can’t be the only one that has hours of homework every night, but it definitely feels like it sometimes. I pride myself in my time management skills, so why can’t I find the time to do things I actually enjoy? You’d think by now I’d have it figured out, it being my third year of college and all.

   I find myself thinking, “someday I’ll be able to find the time to go to yoga a couple times a week, make myself my favorite dishes for dinner, go visit places in Montana I’ve been dying to see, and slow down to enjoy the little things”…but the reality is that I have to start that now if it’s what I want in the future. It’s kind of like the thought process of “I can eat all of the junk food I want while I’m young! I’ll start eating healthier in the future”. We all know that’s a big joke. You have to start those healthy habits now or you’re screwed. That’s how I feel about enjoying life…if I don’t learn how to do it now, how am I going to figure it out when I’ve got a full-time career, kids (maybe), a hubby (maybe), dogs (duh), and the billion other things that come along with “growing up”? It’ll be a lost cause.

   I’m not much for depressing blog posts but I needed something to distract me! And it worked. I officially wasted 25 minutes worth of possible study time writing this! Great success (in Borat accent).

   Also, here is a picture of my creepy friendly neighbor’s cat that taunts and torments me every day. I wish I was you. But only for like…an hour. I like my opposable thumbs.