The Oppression of School and Time

I always find this a very difficult time of the year for me to stay on task, especially in school. The warm spring breeze unknowingly is killing me as I have to sit in my classes and learn about things and subjects which I will have little to no use of using in the real world and in my future career. Yet this is one of the most important times of the year as well for school. I have both the AP tests for biology and English language and composition next week, I have “regular” tests in my class every week, and my teachers don’t let up in the least bit on the homework load. But the worst task that the teachers have put over my head and my classmates’ are the end of the year projects. These are time consuming and require all of my effort, without a doubt, for me to get the grade I want in return.

After school or before school I have weightlifting and I don’t have any choice in this matter if I want to get my starting spots that I want next fall for football. This also keeps me fit and I enjoy exercising with my friends so this is something I enjoy doing. Upon getting home I have to do chores outside (lawn mowing seems the most frequent assignment as well as the longest) and by that point I just want to relax. Yet then I muster enough energy on most days to try and do something that I enjoy doing during the spring months. At this point in my life these include fishing, turkey hunting, mushroom hunting, simply walking in the woods somewhere, or taking my Harley for a cruise. Unfortunately, these hobbies of mine take at least an hour or two of my time, of course which I’m more than glad to surrender to do. Yet by the time I get home I’m exhausted. I have no will, energy, or motivation to get my homework done after I shower and have supper. It’s always late at this point, usually 8 or 9, and I usually end up going to bed to read for a little bit and then fall asleep and then repeat the whole process again the next day.

If I force myself to my homework or the deadline for a project or something is fast approaching then I have to cut out my one or two hours of doing something I want to do. I’m a very strong believer in that a person should always have a portion of the day no matter how small to do something they want or enjoy doing. Otherwise what could possibly be the point of waking up in the morning?