My research paper has been patiently staring me in the face for the past couple hours. Lucky for it, I'm really good at wasting time. Really really good. I could be here all night at the rate I'm writing right now.
Writing and I have a love-hate relationship. One part of me loves it. Heck, I'm a writing tutor. I'm all about helping other people to enjoy writing and improve their writing skills. At times like this though, I fervently thank myself that I decided to switch majors from English to Food Science last winter semester. However, I know that next year when I'm in organic chemistry memorizing reactions... I'll be kicking myself in the shins. It'll be great.
Right now, I'd love to go on a great run...mhmm. This past semester I was training for a half-marathon. I ran that half marathon October 30th. I haven't run since. However, I'll have to get off my couch pretty soon...after Thanksgiving Break, my girls and I will be training for the REAL THING. I'll hate it. And love it at the same time.
That's kind of how it is with life. The best things in life are always the hardest things. Why is that? Let me tell you, around mile 11 of that half-marathon, I wanted to walk so badly. My knees and ankles were killing me. And there were people walking all around me. But thank goodness I had my running buddy with me. And she kept running when I was tired. I kept running when she was tired. And we crossed the finish line running together. Best feeling ever.
When I graduate, it'll be the best feeling ever. When I get my first internship, it'll be the best feeling ever. When I save up enough money to travel the world, when I accomplish my dreams, when I learn how to play my guitar, when I learn how to make origami cranes,and when I finish this ridiculous paper, it'll be the best feeling ever. I'd better get started.
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