Please Leave

So, I am pretty busy during the year with being a full time student with two jobs. Pretty much everyone else is too, unless as my friend says, when you're unemployed, then weekends are meaningless. The last two weeks have been hectic between handing in papers, mysterious last minute projects that were never on the syllabus but show up anyways, and FINALS. Now, pretty much all that stuff is over for most people and laziness has become a welcomed stranger for the last few days. However, winter break seems to have a schedule that occurs every year that never fails on my part. It goes a little something like this:

Last day of classes- New Years: Fun! Fun! Fun! Celebrating holidays, shopping the last minute sales, seeing people you haven't seen in forever, sleeping in, drinking, decorating for Christmas, talking with friends you already miss from school, drinking, kicking yourself over those things you left at school but not really needing them yet, reading that book you never really got to over the semester, watching channels that your school in the middle of Bumfuck, New Hampshire doesn't have because it has 7 ESPNs but no WE or Food Network to speak of, drinking, etc.

January 2-January 5- Okay, kind of recovering from all that fun and/or alcohol

January 6-January 9- Things are kind of getting a little boring now...

January 9- 12- Things are DEFINITELY getting boring....

January 13-January 15- How many days till school?

January 16-January 17- Why did I ever leave those things at school?

January 18- Repeat stressful semester all over again.

This year, I feel like winter break has accelerated in the 3 days I have been out of school. Probably because I do actually have things to do this winter break, like potty training Romeo, completing my resume, applying to jobs, preparing for the English comp exam, reading the English comp book...Things that were on the back of my To Do list during the semester and now have come back to bite me in the butt. It's like having those unwelcomed guests at your Christmas party that are kind of bringing the party down but you don't want to make things awkward and ask them to leave. Try telling a book, "Um...hi...you're kind of bringing down the party. Do you mind leaving? No, please go out the back way, you've made this bad enough." I'm pretty sure the book will just stare blankly at you, maybe fall off the desk and barely escape getting eaten by your 8 month old puppy who is still going through "that phase" where everything in reaching distance is food.

Work you are bringing the party down. Please leave. Okay, thanks.

Until then, I will be procrastinating thoroughly. Let's just say, my family's large piles of laundry that were in the basement a few days ago are all clean and nicely folded.

Until next time...