Tuesday, February 07, 2006
Why do I complain about...
…how little time I have? Sure I work 8-9 hours, and drive about a total of 2 hours a day for my commute (11 hours dedicated to work). But honestly, assuming I sleep 8 hours at night (bah! I wish!), that leaves 5 usable hours in the day. Less than an hour used prior to work, means I am at home for 4 hours before I sleep. In 4 hours, I could cook, clean my room, finish up all the stupid little things I leave on my "to do" list since I didn't finish it yet.
I mentioned to a co-worker that it is difficult to cook every day. "Not enough time."
"What do you do besides work?"
Honestly -- what do I do?
I play video games, but I feel like I haven't been able to play as much as I've wanted to.
Well I have a commitment to a gorgeous beautiful young lady in UCSD, but she's busier than me (between handling her classes and her volunteer, in addition to all the reading and hw).
I think the problem is that I have less free time than I used to have.
Then again -- did I?
Work at QLF, Volunteer at Millsys, project classes as a senior in college….
Whatever -- it just seems like my schedule is packed for the next couple of days.
Gym after work, look up CL/LATimes for rental listings, find a doctor/dentist, help mom with the house, dinner, talk to kate, sleep early, go to work tomorrow, repeat…
I guess this is how life gets complicated. I think throughout Loyola and UCI, I've complained about how life got "so complicated all of a sudden," and now have to realize -- yup, it's just gotte a little more complicated.
Gravitational pull,
I'll have you makin a fool
Out of yourself on the dance floor
Do a backspin, runnin man and more,
Party down with vigor and candor.
-- Gorillaz "Rock the House"