Friday, April 4, 2008

It was with great sadness

That I just put into my planner on a completely empty weekend (this one) “write paper.” I officially think school is not for me. I would much rather be doing any number of other things. Or study Spanish even. But writing a paper for psych is not at all what I think of as fun. Not that I think it will be hard, or that the subject matter isn’t interesting. It certainly pertains to my life. But blah! I wanna sew, sleep, plant seeds, sleep, read something just for the fun of it, and squeeze the Seńor. I’d even rather vacuum.

1 comment:

Tradition With a Twist said...

I am SOOOO with you on all levels. I think you should still find time to squeeze the senor.