So I am back in school taking accelerated courses. My usual 10 weeks of hell has been crammed into 5. I have two of these classes back to back everyday from noon to about 9 pm. On top of that it is the same teacher (who is cool as hell) but it still makes for a long day. Yet somehow, I have realized that I am 100 times happier when I am doing work for school...which leads me to believe, I am a work-a-holic. Why shouldn't I be!? I come from a family of work-a-holics and I am an American. We as a nation are notorious for not taking vacation or using leisure time to improve our lives. I feel so patriotic my sphincter is winking!
In all seriousness though, it is true. I am not happy unless I am neck deep in projects. Which is really sad because when I think of how I spent my vacation lying on the couch watching TV that I realize how miserable I was making myself. The less time I am given to think and the more time I am made to concentrate on work the more fulfilled I feel (provided my work comes out great, otherwise...)
So there it is, I have become something I never thought I would. I use to laugh at all my friends who would work insane hours and just keep hitting the books...and now I am one of them. The only upside to this is the more that I work, then perhaps the better my skills will get and I will get that much closer to obtaining an amazing job in which I do absolutely nothing and get paid for it. Ah...the irony
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