*Ka-Chunk!*

That was the sound of me falling asleep on my bedroom floor on Thursday.

So yeah, my new blog-theme is supposed to be less complaining/whiny/boring. I guess I'll just try to pull a moral out of this somehow, because morals make a lot of things important.

I am propping my eyelids open in the afternoons for the first time in my life. I am drinking coffee in the morning and being absolutely zonked at night for the first time in my life. I am feeling very old for the first time in my life.

Wednesday went by like that. Do you ever get that feeling when days just zip past and you feel like you were so busy but accomplished absolutely nothing? Yeah, well Wednesday was one of those days.

But it was busy for a reason. No, I didn't get the schoolwork done that I wanted to, and no, I wasn't bright and peppy at the end of the day, but I didn't waste my time. I cooked dinner, I played soccer, I taught piano, and I had fun with my friends. I ate lots of dessert (always makes the day worthwhile...=), laughed a lot, and collapsed into bed at 10:30.

Not every day will be an efficient, goal-meeting, professionally-scheduled day. There will be times when your plans and schedules go out the window with a whoosh.

On Wednesday, I had been planning to do a lot. History, geometry, cleaning...and I ended up bumping that all to Thursday (by the way, I eventually bumped it to Friday because Thursday was one of those days, too).

So I guess the moral of my story is that the best days aren't scheduled.

What a moral. =)

Izori