I am having a hard time going back to school. I am too used to only handling the workplace. I much prefer the workplace to the demands of school. I get home after a long day and I forget that I need to check what homework is due... I get to work and I forget that I have to process everything as quickly as I can since I am only there for three hours instead of eight... I plan my weekend adventures, and I forget that I have to consider the next week of school and ponder if I want to work or play; especially since my paycheck is no where near what I am used to. I am switching gears so much and so fast that my poor clutch is fried. (I think that was a pretty cleaver line...). This is especially bad during summer quarter, everything is so shortened, everything has to be completed faster, and on top of the classroom load, I have five online courses needing my attention.
My poor buns are feeling very neglected. I can tell. When I get home, they go nuts, begging to be let out. As soon as I let them out, they race around because they know they will be headed right back in shortly when I head to bed. Poor little ones. I hope they will forgive me.
Oh well, it will all be worth it when on August 23rd I wake up a college graduate. No longer will have to argue with the registrar's office, no more "yep, you can graduate... oh wait... no, you can't". I can't wait until the diploma is hanging on my wall and this will all be behind me.