its spring break... and i'm bored. at one point in the not so distant past, i had fabulous illusions of doing great things and having fun adventures in places outside of the state over this break, but alas, the joyous dreams were merely wisps of delusion sprinkled generously over my excitement hungry mind. *sigh* oh what a time could have been had by all who dared to accompany me in whatever excursion i settled on... and there were many ideas to be sure. but... as usual, reality brought me firmly back to the ground and i am sitting here now facing a spring break of relative bordom and random observations of SLPs in various hospitals and nursing homes. sure, it's great that i'm getting my observations hours done... very responsible of me if you want my opinion... but it's surely not as exciting as going camping down south, or hitting up washington d.c. or driving to colorado.
so instead of the aforementioned activities, outside of my observation hours i've done an extensive amount of nothing. much time has been wasted by way of sitting around (or in front of this machine), napping and organizing everything under the sun. that's right... after i got home from observations today and after spending some considerable time investigating and then becoming depressed over the prospects of applying to grad school, of my own free will i just started organizing the contents hidden behind doors and the cabinets filled with all sorts of random things. who does that? bored people... that's who.
so here i am... a poor, lonely, bored college student on spring break.... strangely and sickly realizing that in the back of my mind somewhere there's a little part of me that might actually like being at school and might actually like my normal routine. whether or not that includes the classes has yet to be determined, but it's a possibility. oh well... such is life i suppose. after so many years you just get used to something, which is actually rather encouraging for the mere fact that i still have 3 more years of this education stuff to contend with.
but we'll concentrate on that later... for now, i'm going to go waste time somewhere- probably my living room, doing something- probably not productive, and then i'll go to bed... at maybe 10 o'clock as i did last night because it's simply divine to having the freedom to act like i'm old and require 9 hours of sleep a night. i mean really... i need to be at the hospital by 8am tomorrow, i can't possibly stay up past 10:30 and expect to function! heh... enough. ta ta.