It's true.
It's so utterly and terribly true.
Sometimes homework is just what I need at the time. My life has been filled with a dramatic overdose, and homework is just the thing to get my mind off of the current drama.
Unfortunately, it goes both ways. Or maybe fortunately? Sometimes drama even has it's tinge. Classes are just going badly, and drama is the perfect escape route. (Disclaimer--this tends to get a lot messier, however.)
The longer I'm at college, the more ironic I find life to be. Two things--that can be great and terrible--seem to switch roles on me all the time.
I don't claim to be dramatic. I also don't claim to be real academic. But sometimes, it's fun to be one or the other when the latter is driving me up a wall.
However, if I were forced to choose between the two . . . good grades, social life . . . I'd utterly fail . I love people and I love my relationships, but I'd disappoint myself and my parents, waste a heck of a lot of money, and have future regrets if I gave up studying. It's a game I can't win.
A good friend of mine once told me I had three options at college: social life, sleep, or studying. Oh, and I could only choose two.
Currently, I get little sleep, but that doesn't exactly mean I get good grades and have great relationships.
It all has to work out somehow, right?
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