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In which I feel irresponsible

I keep thinking that one of these days I'm going to grow up and magically be responsible. That I won't be late to every single one of my classes every day...and sleep right through them sometimes. That I won't forget to go to important research meetings, or double-book myself or play board games when I should be doing my homework. That someday staying up until 2 surfing facebook and reading blogs will sound unappealing.

But maybe it's a trade-off. Because maybe if I magically grew up in every way possible I wouldn't like to climb trees anymore. Maybe I wouldn't be able to appreciate picture books. And I'd definitely have to stop making forts out of couch cushions.

But still...it would be nice to make it to class on time more often...maybe I should start setting my alarm for earlier...
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  1. mateicho1February 17, 2012 at 3:18 PM

    Sorry to break it to you, but my level of responsibility plummeted the more college I did until I finally stopped college and started work. Now I go to bed at 9 o'clock and get up at 4:30 am to go to work. And... not sure I'm all that happy now that I'm responsible. :/

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