guys, being a grownup is terrifying.
Most people on the internet by now have read the hilarious (and true) post on Hyperbole and a Half about Being An Adult (if you haven’t, go do it now!)
And I have to say, right now, I kind of agree.
I’m attempting to juggle an online class, the impending doom of a five-day-a-week-four-weeks-total-summer-writing-class, three grad school applications, and maybe hopefully passing the CBEST oh and also organizing when I’ll volunteer next term and also working 20+ hours a week and being completely AD—-

DID THAT SNAIL JUST TRANSFORM AND FLY AWAY.

OH MY GOSH I NEED TO ANALYZE THIS.

CLEARLY SCIENCE HAS LIED TO US ALL THESE YEARS–CLEARLY MY HIGH SCHOOL BIOLOGY TEACHER HAD NO IDEA WHAT HE WAS TALKING ABOU–
Hey! I could look up more gifs!
I like gifs.
Oh. Right.
School. And Work. And organizing.
And grad school. And The Future.
And sentence fragments.
I have no attention span, and I don’t know what to do first when I can’t eliminate or check things off my list, just do a half-jot or a dot indicating that I tried to do something, I thought about getting it done, or I attempted to figure it all out.
I don’t know you guys, this stuff, this part of adulthood, this period-of-life-where-I’m-up-in-the-air-and-so-busy-I-can-hardly-breathe is really really not cool.
Posted in college
July 13th, 2010 at 5:30 pm
If you figure it out, let me know. I got nothin’.
July 16th, 2010 at 6:03 pm
Being an adult doesn’t mean you can’t get distracted by jetpack snails. Or John Stamos.