Like the fat kid who has to play on the skins team in gym class...
I actually heard that said during one of my classes awhile ago, but it's come back to my mind as I'm trying to figure out whether or not some sort of breakdown is coming my way!
You know that feeling where you want to sleep but you can't....actually it's more like you just don't, because you're some sort of idiot since you know that by putting your head on a pillow you'll pass out, yet let yourself suffer in the morning so that you don't miss anything that goes on or that you just have to do at home at 12am!!! Yes...I am talking about myself. Yes...that was an extremely long and grammatically incorrect sentence. Yes...I probably should be sleeping right now. No...I'm not going insane.....not yet at least......I've just come to realize that there is only so much one person can take.
"Student" always seemed to be the perfect answer to write down beside those questions that ask for your profession. A professional student was always something that I thought I could be and wouldn't mind being for a really long time, if not for life. Well, people always say that you mature and things change when you get older....and I'm sorry to say, but these "people", these voices that seem to have been floating around in my head as I "grew up" may actually be right. The title of "student" is actually one i now want to get rid of. This doesn't mean that I'll never want to learn anything new....I'm always up for something new and exciting (cuz y'all know me...i'm such a wild one..........i hope the sarcasm in my voice was felt by all.....) , I'm just ready to leave behind all the baggage that comes with being a student!
After this year of constant work, stress, late nights, and coffee (a lot of coffee), I am done with being a student, I am done with pointless part time work, I am with working for free, I am done with not having a life.....basically, I'm done with gym class.
I want my shirt back cuz I'm ready to get out of here!
this message has not been brought to you by Tim Hortons.....yet after attending Tim Horton University (a.k.a York University) for four years, and investing into the company and its products (spending that $1.35 on coffee so that I can stay awake during classes), I feel that they should be acknowledged and thanked. Thank you Timmy's, for making my school years caffeine-filled with memories! ( i have no idea if that makes sense.....but, since this is my blog, I don't care....i may end up as an english teacher for the rest of my life, or 30 years or so, so given the chance to make a grammatical error, I'LL TAKE IT!!)
**Stuff...*
The **stuff** of procrastination....

1 Comments:
Don't ever say you're tired of being a student.
Ever.
Don't you know what this means?
Mortgages. Starter homes. Minivans. Dental and Pensions. RRSP's. Dinner parties instead of house parties (not that house parties happen that often anymore anyways). Pate (pronounced pa-tay) instead of potato chips. Marriage to someone you don't really love for the sake of convenience.
Sigh.
The world exists to take your life away. The last moments you have where you get a free pass is when you are a student. You don't get paid or anything but then again you also don't develop ulcers cause your boss has been breathing down your neck about overdue marketing reports and the need for new systems implementations.
But then again you said maybe you'd be an english teacher. Which would look good on you.
So maybe I got this all wrong.
You'd be the hot english teacher.
I'd sleep with you for a better grade.
Or just because for that matter. ;)
K-
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