why senioritis is bad for you

slowly going insane...

Ok, I'll admit it.

I'm a good student. Before you go off and read a different blog cuz you think I'm about to brag, stay tuned for more! What I'm actually about to say may surprise you.

This semester, school has been a little bit difficult for me. Usually it comes pretty easy, even the hard classes, because I just like doing homework (for the most part) and I get it done. Go to class, get there on time, take notes. Simple as that.

But something happened to me this semester....actually, a few things. And I figured out why I have lost all motivation for school-related things this time around:

Exhibit A: Chelsea Bedke left on her mission. This was my first semester without her. Laughing makes a difference, guys.

Exhibit B: Courtney Gopp left on her mission, too. See Exhibit A.

Exhibit C: I missed a few days of school and suddenly I was more behind than ever. Remember how you could miss a day in elementary school and all you missed was Mrs. Sage singing Beach Boys on her guitar and an intense game of tetherball?

Exhibit D: My computer is a P.C. and therefore it picks up a lot of problems. I don't like spending all day using this machine but hey, gotta do my homework. Computers vs. camping. Camping clearly wins!

Exhibit E: My young adult lit class has shown me the magic of the library. Since we are required to read at least one book a week, I'm checking out a lot of stuff from there, and a lot of it turns out to be recreational reading. It's hard to read textbooks when you have other stuff dying to be read. Gah!

Exhibit F: Piano class=45 mins of practice every day=I am starting to go crazy playing the same songs over and over. 1 credit does not 45 minutes/6 days a week homework make.

Exhibit G: Coming back to school one week after Mexico was kind of a crazy idea. I didn't really consider it at the time, because like I said, school is a natural thing for me. But now I'm thinking it may have been smart. I've been experiencing that R.M. funk (without the mission...explain that to me). Oh well, one semester closer to graduation!

Exhibit H: Post-Ragnar "runner's depression." Ok, I'm not depressed, promise, but have you ever heard of "runner's depression"? I guess it happens to some people after they run marathons. They lose all desire to run or something. I'm not saying this happened to me, but it kind of feels like it. I want to run races and stuff, but I am not motivated to run at all. My heart wants to, but my mind does not. Wha? Walking contradiction is my new name.

Exhibit I: My bike broke, and it also happens to be my favorite mode of transportation, my escape hatch. Without it, I feel nekked. The ORC should be done with it soon...I hope.

I'll let you know the cure for this when I find it! For now, encouragement is welcome. I have 2 weeks left! Must be positive!!!

p.s. I'll post some pictures on here next time...something more cheery. Promise!