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Well, my day off finds me chilling at the house doing nothing except watching cartoons, reading a little here or there, editing my second novel, and seeing what I have to do for school next week (can’t be too prepared). Shame that I couldn’t watch that Panthers–Saints game but seeing how both their seasons are looking, I probably wouldn’t have enjoyed it. At least Florida State was on. I mean, it’s no Alabama but I heard they were pretty good. Well, I guess I should be heading off to bed now seeing as I have to be somewhere early in the morning. Till next time.

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Today was actually very good. Of course I had a test early in the morning, but thanks to some careful studying I ended up with a fine B. Take that university. Creative writing was also fun today. Teacher brought some crayons and papers, and we made comics while we discussed our writing prompts. It was good for getting the creative juices flowing despite my inability to draw anything beyond stick figures. My afternoon was then free. I mean of course I checked to make sure, but despite my instructor and a student being in one of my classes and the awkward moment that ensued, I was basically free to go create whatever story I could dream of as fall break begins. Oh, yeah. Today was a good day.

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Today was no better in terms of crabbiness and not being at school didn’t make it much better, except for the fact that I had slept for about an hour or two longer. The day was best described as a study day. I have a test to deal with first thing in the morning and well, I hate to be caught sitting like a bump on a frog racking my brain for memories of lectures from three weeks ago. Plus, I had to write a creative story of a superhero origin (the highlight of my day). And to add whip cream on top of my day, I had a meeting tonight which I won’t be divulging into. That would take all day. So in all, it was the busiest day off I could ever had.

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For me today started 4:30 am. Why so early? I don’t know. My body has its own special alarm clock that rings whenever it’s ready to start the day. Better to be early than to be late. Way late. So after trying to force myself to drop back into dream land, it became clear that my body just wasn’t going to have it. So I took the time to get productive and get started with my school work. I ate breakfast and was already prepared before my mom got dressed (she’s my ride. Save a ton in parking).

This was a day that I would describe as one my crabby days. I just wanted to be alone, but the hustle and bustle of life just wasn’t having it. I got over it to say the least. Despite the crabbiness, I would say today was great creatively. I won’t give you the details as that will take like four posts, but it has to deal with the trope “With great power comes great insanity”. It was quite a thrill.

I got home and watch the game. Turns out my dad was right about the Redskins upsetting the Cowboys. And now I’ll have to hear about how I’ll never beat him in a competition that I had no idea I was a part of and don’t want to be a part of. Truth be told, I was secretly wanting the Cowboys to win just to blow his ego a little. God, I hate arrogant people.

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Oh, Sunday, what a peaceful day you are. Okay, let’s wrap that up and get on with the turmoil. First off, I did not finish the book like I hope I would just like the Ravens didn’t win like hope they would and the Steelers didn’t lose like I hoped they would. NFL life aside, it was pretty average day. Serene, peaceful, loud, obnoxious…I need to hang around different people on Sundays. Maybe some congregation members perhaps.

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Saturday, or as I like to call it college football day (Roll Tide), was pretty decent. If I had to summarize it up for you, you would probably fall asleep but I’ll try to make it as entertaining as possible.

After enjoying my typical routine of watching NFL Top 10, my sister and mom came crashing into my room to set up my sister’s new printer to her tablet using my laptop (don’t ask me how that went), so that went about oh let’s say an hour before they left. It certainly made reading a book tougher. I have to read this seven hundred page book call Kavalier and Clay for school on Monday and I got to only a hundred and twenty-eight pages that’s below last Monday’s required a hundred and sixty-three pages. Give me a break. I can’t read that fast without missing something important. I’m a writer that’s how I roll. Besides I have other classes to worry about and a life too. I can’t devote twenty-four hours a day to reading an entire book. I can’t do that even with books I like.  Adding to those headaches is the test I have for Wednesday and registration for next semester classes. Something tells me that Tuesday is always going to be my “Monday”. Please give me three days off.

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Today was like any ordinary day. It turns out that my partners for the project we were working on couldn’t access the essay I had posted on Google doc, so that pretty much limited them (this was later rectified during the day when one of them conveniently met me in the library), but it’s not like they hadn’t done the same to me. At least I showed up for class, but I guess that’s justified as they were probably working on the project outside of class. Good thing was that after the instructor showed me the grade I had gotten on my last paper (B+ people!) and talked about how I could improve on it (she’s such a good teacher), I had time before my next class to get advised for next semester classes. It took a minute but at least it got done. The stress comes in when I have to figure how to assort the best times for my schedule. If I plan it right, I could have Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays off, but the expense would be the stress I would have on Tuesdays when I have to go to meetings later in the night. Just perfect. Well, wish me luck.