Musing in Class

I seriously need to get back on track. If I took school as seriously as I do my writing career...my life might be a little easier. This week, I promise myself that I'm going to get as much of my work done as possible, before I go home. That way, maybe, I can have the weekend to myself without having to be nagged. I hate nagging. I also hate how sick I make myself with stress. I'm just not healthy. I have a lot of things I need to get straight. You'd think I'd be pretty successful and put-together since I'm on college and I've already published my first collection of poetry. Fact is, I'm pretty much a walking disaster.

I'm getting ready to go in to my second day of Classroom Management, and I'm none too excited, just nervous. Another hoop I have to jump through to get this degree. This program really has a way of making a person feel like a strange mix between a circus performer and a lab rat.

In other news, I'm sick again. It's probably because I don't sleep much. I don't have a schedule, at all. I hate routines, but I think I need to get into one for my health's sake.