Does it feel weird to anyone that a new year is coming? Where did 2007 go? I remember last year after break i got back and thought it was 2008. I'd been writing it on my papers for about a week before McKenzie broke the news to me.
But really, what is time? And why does it have so much control over our lives?
"So, I'll have to wake up at 6 and shower. Breakfast at 6:30. Be dressed and have hair dried by 7:15, and then leave at 7:20. I need to be at school by 7:30, then in science by 7:55, not 7:56 or it's detention! Wait, it's a block day. That means art. Then there's a cast meeting from 3:15 to 3:45, but mom has to pick me up early at 3:35 for a dentist appointment at 4:00. Then i have soccer from 4:30 - 5:30 and my cousin's piano recital at 6:00. Grr! And i still have to work on the science project after all that!"
Sound familiar?
Really,would it kill us to take an hour out of our lives every now and then to *gasp* relax and be with family? Yes, the hour that you could be spending working on the english essay. Yes, the hour you could be practicing your dance moves or perfecting that backhand swing. When we get older are we going to look back and remember the A we got on a paper, or the night we helped our mom make a pie? In the long run, which matters more? A letter in red ink, or family?
I'll admit, thinking about it, an aced math test sounds pretty good in comparison to an hour "bonding" with my parents, but isn't that kind of sad?
4 years ago
