Musings of a Compulsive Thinker

Senoritis, or something completely different

I have too much work to do for the time I have in which to do it. I am two weeks away from the end of my senior year, and I still have another summer and fall semester to get through before I graduate. Most of my friends are preparing for life after college.

I should be tearing my hair out by the roots in despair. I should be climbing the walls of the engineering center, desperate to escape.

And yet, I am at peace with my current situation. I have reached a state of a kind of zen. I am content to hole myself up in the lab every day for hours at a time, slogging away at my enormous to-do list of project objectives and homework assignments. Sometimes I forget to eat lunch until my stomach starts making angry noises around 4 p.m., and my reaction to this is a mildly surprised "Huh, it's later than I thought," a trip to my locker for a snack bar, and a return to my lab station to work for another several hours. I end up back at the lab most weekends. I go to bed every night by 10, wake up every morning by 6, and have learned to like Quaker Peaches & Cream instant oatmeal and a cup of coffee with milk and sugar in the mornings.

Matt, who complains that I don't drink "real" coffee (namely, black), grudgingly admits that at least I've pared it down to this from my old habit of drinking exclusively "fake coffee-flavored beverages" (as Matt referred to them).

I'm even still interested in most of my classes.

It's going to be a good year.

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Labels: everyday, ponderings

posted by the alygator @ 12:44 PM