Avoiding. Staring. Procrastinating. Excluding. Deterring. Worrying.
Yup, that about sums up how what I've been doing the past two days. I seriously can't seem to focus on doing my homework. So here's the deal. School started this week. Wasn't too thrilled about it because I didn't have much of a break, but I think it's going to be ok. One step closer to being a teacher right? So all my lovely professors decided that they were going to be smarter than the others and put a heavy course load at the beginning so that we didn't have as much to do near the end of the semester. *Thank you BYU professors for being so kind* These next two weeks are going to be death. Assignment after assignment after assignment. Reading textbooks, writing papers, practicing the piano, observing classrooms. And here I am. With my to-do list. My pens. My notebooks. My textbooks. My computer. My water bottle. And all I can do is get distracted. For those who know me well, it's a known fact that I work better under pressure. So how do I trick my mind into thinking that the pressure is on! I have to get it done tonight! Because so far, everything I've tried doesn't work. I sit and stare, check email there, facebook here, pinterest on the half hour, instagram sporadically. It's a mess. I keep skipping from assignment to assignment but never complete one. Nothing to check off the list yet. The subject matter is thrilling. The time it takes, not so much. Even the thought of the endless tasks is daunting as the semester unfolds one day at a time. 1 week down, 13 more to go. But who's counting.
Rock canyon is calling. Friends are calling. BYU football is calling. Work and Glory is calling. Music is calling. Blogging is calling. Cleaning up is calling. The sun is calling! And yet, here I sit. The open planner is filled with a multiplicity of colors, each signifying its own work to be done. Will it ever end?
Yup, that about sums up how what I've been doing the past two days. I seriously can't seem to focus on doing my homework. So here's the deal. School started this week. Wasn't too thrilled about it because I didn't have much of a break, but I think it's going to be ok. One step closer to being a teacher right? So all my lovely professors decided that they were going to be smarter than the others and put a heavy course load at the beginning so that we didn't have as much to do near the end of the semester. *Thank you BYU professors for being so kind* These next two weeks are going to be death. Assignment after assignment after assignment. Reading textbooks, writing papers, practicing the piano, observing classrooms. And here I am. With my to-do list. My pens. My notebooks. My textbooks. My computer. My water bottle. And all I can do is get distracted. For those who know me well, it's a known fact that I work better under pressure. So how do I trick my mind into thinking that the pressure is on! I have to get it done tonight! Because so far, everything I've tried doesn't work. I sit and stare, check email there, facebook here, pinterest on the half hour, instagram sporadically. It's a mess. I keep skipping from assignment to assignment but never complete one. Nothing to check off the list yet. The subject matter is thrilling. The time it takes, not so much. Even the thought of the endless tasks is daunting as the semester unfolds one day at a time. 1 week down, 13 more to go. But who's counting.
Rock canyon is calling. Friends are calling. BYU football is calling. Work and Glory is calling. Music is calling. Blogging is calling. Cleaning up is calling. The sun is calling! And yet, here I sit. The open planner is filled with a multiplicity of colors, each signifying its own work to be done. Will it ever end?
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