So back to my really hard life.

I feel like I’m in high school again, completely incapable of saying no to any opportunity presented to me, whether big or small. Those days, I remember well. Choir? Sure, I’ll join. Spanish club? Free tacos, why not? Volunteering at church? I have to. It’s for Jesus. An extra, extra credit assignment? Well, I do like credit. Back then, I hung out with the overachievers and while I scheduled like they did (bring on the resume-boosters!), I wasn’t, um, what’s that word … smart like they were. I remember feeling helplessly overwhelmed in the mess I would make for myself. My world was run by bottles of Coke, whining sessions with friends and scribbled to-do lists on my left hand. Today, things aren’t much different, except that I drink Diet.

I think the reason why I overscheduled myself this month is because I was so bored last month. The stagnant state of not doing anything to enrich my life makes me antsy and slightly depressed. I guess that’s why I’m trying to make up for it this month. And now I want to jump out the window.

But I’ll get through it, I always do, bless the angels above and the caffeine below. And then in November (birthday month!), I’ll rest and be sloth-like once again. And then in December, well … who doesn’t overschedule in December?