Overly priced textbooks, here I come.

So, here I am, back in the library to prepare for another semester. It's my routine, if you can call it that since it only takes place before the semester, to come to the library of my choice, since I love them all, and sit down and plan not only my day to day actions but my minute by minute actions for the semester to come. I found out the hard way that if I do not to this, NOTHING will get done but I've also become very reasonable with myself and my time. For example, I am prone to occasionally not follow my schedule and much rather take naps or literally not do anything. But, oh boy, am I ahead of myself now, I have actually scheduled 3 whole naps a WEEK, I'm siked. And you may say, you can't schedule the nap, but oh...I know my body and I know when I can effectively take a nice power nap so I have the utmost confidence in this. This semester once again is going to prove to be a challenge, I don't know many, any, people with my major that also has a full time job. I'm just very proud at the fact that I have come to a place where I don't let my job stress me out like it does many others in my position. I know at the end of the day, I get to go home and leave all what it may be back under the big yellow sign. And it doesn't hurt that I actually am good at what I do. Thankya JESUS!.

SO my vacation proved to be....pointless. Being broke allowed me to do absolutely nothing but slouch into one of those couch potatoes, but in my case, a bed potato. I broke one of my self-development rules and actually watched, and got slightly addicted to some reality shows but I know very well starting tomorrow that it'll have to stop. But thank the goodness for Bravo and it's fine line ups of reality shows. Why haven't I been addicted to Flipping Out, The Rachel Zoe Project, Top Chef, Real Housewives of Atlanta, and Project Runway before, I will never know but I bid adoo. Overly priced textbooks, here I come.