Life Moves Pretty Fast (Thanks Ferris)

The question of the semester so far happens to be, "What is free time?" This semester is crazy so far and I've just begun. With work and classes and theme dinners and everything else, the beginning of this semester has been a blur and I know the rest will be too.

Spring semester always seems to feel like a blink of an eye with so many things to plan so far in advance. I'm writing things in my planner for April which feels forever away while also planning Skype interviews for work this Summer. Not to mention that February is in five days which astonishes me since I feel like I've just gotten back to school.

This is the time where my lists begin and lists become practically notebooks (novels) of things I have to do sorted whether I need to do them now, later, or eventually (aka never). It frustrates me that my weeks become so busy that I feel like it is difficult to make time for everyone I want to catch lunch with or have a movie night because that should be the time I'm planning around but instead I'm wedging it into spaces between work and class. Not to mention most of the things to do in a college town aren't easy when you're running low on money and pay day is over a week away.

I've been seriously struggling with a lack of sleep issue or more like a tiredness issue because my Jawbone Up is so proud of me for sleeping over 8 hours but I'm still waking up a lifeless zombie who doesn't realize how late it is until 5 minutes before I'm supposed to be trekking out the door to whatever class I'm about to be late to.

I'm extremely proud of myself for taking the time to try to look presentable in class since last semester my go-to (literally every day) outfit was yogas or leggings and a tee with boots. Even though I despise winter I would like to thank Mother Nature for making it cold (snow doesn't work well with leggings) which has forced me to wear real clothes. I would also like to thank my roomie Tasia for selling Mary Kay and even though you have made me broke, I feel obligated to wear makeup that covers up my blemishes so damn well.

College is literally crazy and the things I'm trying to teach myself this semester is that yes, class is extremely important but not to let it keep you from living life. You probably shouldn't go out to a party if the test that is worth half of your grade is the day after but it won't kill you to catch dinner and a cookie skillet with a close friend if all you have to do that night is read because your textbook will still be awaiting you when you return home.

So in the words of Ferris Bueller, "Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it."

Or in my words, live a little. Life's short. Have fun.

Love ya mean it,
Bailey
xoxo