Maybe tomorrow

I find it amusing how you can feel utterly satisfied with yourself one day, and mentally exhausted the next. One day, you rejoice all your tasks. On such a day, your mind is clear like the still water on a bright Summer day. Calm, clear, open. Joy and happiness emanating, a flooding feeling that you can only describe as rewarding.

The next day, you wake up feeling like colors have been sucked out from the world. Like bunnies are committing suicide. Or stroopwafels are being banned. Your brain just shuts off, no matter how much you plead, serve, begged, threatened, seduced, tricked. On such a grim day, you open your timetable and realize that shit has gone down. That you've got a shitload of shit coming your way and you need to get your shit together today.

But thats the thing with my shit, it doesnt come on demand. It is tremendously unhandy. On such a grim day, you cannot help but feel like a complete idiot, frustating yourself for not being able to do what you are supposed to do today. It's one of those days when your morning coffee is the sole reason behind your existence, one of those days when you feel the urge to jump on the street, man-handle and bitch slap a person who shows the littlest bit of smile. What is wrong with them, smiling, it's like they're on Prozac. Jeez.

What with all the shit?

I am taking a 3rd yr minor class this block, Game Theory and Business Behavior. Why did I take it? Because I have to work for my extra pts for my honors class. I chose that class because my last Micro teacher was a charming, inspirational and apparently hugely deceiving professor who tricked me into thinking that game theory will be interesting. I feel like a Trix bunny being tricked by colorful pieces of Trixes, only to be caged and sold as a slave to Arabian countries.

Of course, I am being a complete ass right now. For what it's worth, that minor is actually interesting (at times). It's very complicated, and there's a very high probablity of me failing it, but I have to admit I enjoy it at times. Not today, but most of the time. I find it very intelectual, which probably is the reason why I am not supposed to be in it in the first place.

And being a 3rd yr minor, students who take it usually do not have any other class but that. It is a full time course, but on top of that I happen to have my regular 2nd yr courses to adhere to. Usually it's alright, like I said, when my mind is clear I do like the adrenaline rush of deadlines, juggling and biking all over the place. Right now it makes me feel like a dog being walked. At one point you just feel so tired of running, but someone kept on pulling your collar and you cant stop no matter how much you want to.

At days like this I am glad I have you people who tell me to turn on the TV and open the way to obesity. To calm me down, to talk me out of my frustrations, to clear my mind, to let me know tomorrow's another day. To remind me to be a Denica (yes that is the term she used :) I thought it was very sweet). Another day where bunnies dont make themselves into tostis and you can buy a perfectly warm and gooey stroopwafels for 1euro.

Because those days are the ones that matter.