Oh the incessant rhythms of time, why must you beat on so

Yes, I'm being overly dramatic. It's kind of fun when it's meant ironically. It makes me think of the following picture:

I do feel like the child but it doesn't take away from the fact that it's painful.

Deadlines shouldn't represent a bondage to time but in my inability to keep them, I become a slave to the very thing I'm trying to escape.

I'm pretty sure I talked about it before so it's kind of boring but every single time the reality of it hits me again, it's another slap in the face and I remind myself again, that next time, I won't procrastinate, that it won't happen again.

Yet it does. *sigh*~ Oh, when will I ever learn? Such revelations hopefully lead to some kind of self-realization and then to some kind of change, right?

The important thing is progress and I think I've made some progress. Thankfully I'm making these stupid mistakes at a community college, rather than in grad school, where my grades and overall success matter a little more.

What I'm excited for during break is not the fact that I'll be free from all this work, but that I'll be able to slow down and enjoy the works that I couldn't give the proper time of day during my studies. I think I've found my niche. :)