The funny thing about being ill, you have the wonderful opportunity to catch up on all that stuff that you've put off for longer than you care to admit but you are not usually in any condition to do any of this work to the best of your ability.
When you know you have homework in advance and have a day at home, you think it's the perfect time to do it. Annoyingly my home life consists of listening to my sister getting into some sort of mischief and my cousins coming over to see her only to jump around the house and yell like monkeys. Not a productive work environment.
Still, there is work to be done. Homework to do, stories to plan, and trying to get into some summer college programs. This last one is going to take away my longest period writing I think. I'm trying to take some classes over the summer to make up for those I've bombed and to clear up schedule for my senior year. I really want to spend as little time as possible there.
I hate saying that, especially since it's practically the only place I can see my friends but it's not a place I feel I will be able to stay on track towards graduating. Due to my own immature decisions my schedule was a mess this semester. Several of the classes I was supposed to take this semester were not given to me, some because I was given other classes that someone mistakingly assumed were at my level, and others because of a conflict with another class I needed to take. I've tried to sort out the ordeal with my classes and found it's been a much more difficult task to accomplish than it ever should be when the reasons are logical.
As much as I'd like to throw out blame in every direction other than mine, most of this scheduling headache could have been prevented with a little more self-discipline. however, a friend pointed out that I was only one of too many students with scheduling conflicts this semester which I did find a bit... curious. Many of my friends took to attending local community colleges to get the credits they need to graduate. This has resulted in seeing them for the first half of the day only. While the majority of my circle of friends is still around it does still feel emptier.
I know at some point we will all go our separate ways, but I felt that it would come after we were finally free of our dollhouse. But already some actives are being let out of their contracts in pursuit of the real world and I have to wonder if I want to take the first chance out, or make sure everyone makes it out alright.
My sick day musings. If I were sick more often I'd make this a segment of my blog or a column. I'm not sure what it would be called.
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