i put my time management class off until the very very very last second.
ironic, isn't it?
not that that's a great excuse. but come on.
internet classes just aren't the same.
not sure why.
i think it's the lack of accountability that happens somewhere in the middle of not having someone standing in front of you each day hammering you on what you should be doing every second of your life.
yeah. i think that's it.
i can't handle it.
i really need to make better use of my time.
this class has pretty much been one big guilt trip.
moral: don't sign up for time management classes unless you really plan to manage your time AND sometimes you get a break and find hot pink sunglasses for $5. when that happens the only thing to do is scoop them up. right?
(i love them. had to have 'em. jason - well, refuses to look at me with them on. you could say he hates them.)
p.s. i trimmed my bangs all by my own self two days ago. my sissie/hair-dresser described (in detail) how i should go about such things. i think they might have turned out to be curtains hanging over my eyes. ah well.