So at this point, I am sixteen years old and in the second term of my junior year. I am busier than I have ever been in my entire life. Which is awful. It's not that the things I'm busy with are awful, mind you. Well, partially. Lets face the facts here people. Homework, no matter how you spin it, is and always will be awful. But the rest of it, not so much. I just despise being busy. But on the bright side (there always has to be one of course), I now know I never want to be this busy ever again.
Hmmm? What's that? Why am I so busy you ask? Well, I shall tell you. Besides the usual hours allotted to school during the day, I have been staying after school until 5:30 or 6 everyday because I volunteered to be the assistant director for the fall musical at my school. Being my silly self, I didn't realize how much time that would take up. And then I get home and I have dinner, then force myself to get started on the boat loads of homework my teachers take joy in assigning me. That takes a couple hours. Then, you would think that I could have a couple hours to myself. Not so. I have to go to bed so I can be "refreshed" by a good night's sleep for early morning seminary, leaving virtually no time to myself. And so I go to bed exhausted, wake up tired, count down till bedtime, rinse, repeat. At least for the next two weeks. Then the play will be over and I will be FREEEEEEE! You have no idea how good doing nothing sounds. Ah, to lay in bed with a good book and no one to bother me. That sounds divine.
Thats all I've got time for now, but I'll post again later.
