tired.

So the plan to be in bed by midnight clearly hasn't been achieved. Instead I sit wasting time and procrastinating, when I should be relaxing after the brutal 12 hour day of classes that now faces me every Thursday. As one of my fellow classmates described me to my new professor: "She's high on crack!" That definitely got a raised eyebrow. My apparent crackheadedness stems from the fact that I'm taking 5 400-level business courses, 5 hours of Arabic 202 (luckily not for a grade), have secured 10 hours of work a week and was all but forced to be a research assistant by my law professor (NOT that I'm complaining...). Not too shabby indeed, but also quite a handful considering I should be well into my case of senioritis by now. Isn't that what the gen eds are for, to fill your last semester with a complete waste of time? I clearly take the path less travelled by, and instead of flower arrangements and wine tasting, I have strategic management and consulting (yes, flower arrangements and wine tasting , or as we like to call it "Wine Appreciation" are offered as courses at the U of I). I see a lot of stress and tears in the near future, but what's life without challenges, right?? Tomorrow will be better.