I have a date tonight in 25 minutes. I have a psych test on Monday, and I have
to finish Dante’s Inferno this weekend. I have to memorize Byzantine
artwork during the in-between moments. I have to watch Pan's Labyrinth (and then compose a reflection in Spanish about the movie), write a lab report,
practice my oboe, edit a proposal explaining how I’m spending my summer, and
research how to convert an abandoned cafeteria into an '80s-style roller rink.
Oh, and I almost forgot—catching the opening ceremonies of the
Olympics, going to the midnight movie (free at the local Danville cinema)
celebrating the Chinese New Year, attending an Alpha Delta Pi meeting,
attending GetCentred, and maybe eating are all on the
to-do list for this weekend. One
more item, I just found out this entry is due on Sunday. And then there’s the
little problem of laundry—I'm officially out of underwear and exercise clothes!
How, you ask, will I get it all done? Magic,
all-nighters, coffee, hyperventilating, denial...crying?
No, none of the above, because...
There's no need to fear—SuperNatalie is here! (cue dramatic
entry music, dum da dum DUMMMM!!!)
Watch her as she zooms into the chaos—no homework stands a
chance against her!
Or something like that—I can dream, can’t I?
While I wait for her super-awesome-homework-demolishing powers to
rescue me from my to-do list of doom, I might as well keep memorizing my psych vocab as I get ready for my date (cancelling it is not an option!)…medulla oblongata,
thalamus, hypothalamus, hippocampus, corpus callosum, norepinephrine…wait, what is that again???