Snap Back To Reality

I don't really care for Mondays. Not because I'm exhausted from the weekend. Or because I am back in school. Or around people I don't want to be seeing. And not even because that's when I switch houses and it messes up my sleeping. But because you get thrown back into reality.

I laid in my bed for hours last night. Lists running through my head. Everything I've been ignoring and putting off. Even lame stuff that matters to nobody but me. Lying there I realized it is almost March and I hadn't even applied for fucking college yet. After school I got a print out of my transcript. That made me sick. I really wish I cared as an underclassmen about college. I always used to think...oh, college is so far away. Those first two years killed my GPA. But whatever, not like LCC even cares. Do I really care? Actually I kind of do, because I know I'm capable of better. Hopefully I'll be able to ingrain that in the kids I probally won't have.

I want to be out of here so bad. So much is ahead that I can't wait for. The only reason I want to stall it at this point is all the things on my never ending list that need to be completed by June.

But good news, finally applied and have been accepted. Not that I would have been turned down...but it's offical. Scary.

My printer now works. How awesome.

Frightening how much my mindsets have changed even just within a week or two....

Why is it when I push you out of the picture, you have to complicate things and pop back up?

The thing I love about Mondays....is my goal for the day is always filling my weekend. So I have stuff to look forward to.

Thursday....Friday....Saturday

Can't Wait.

We're in the home stretch...