I was sitting at my desk this morning, waiting for my tea to cool when I noticed and re-read a piece of paper pinned on my corkboard.

3:30 – 4 – prepare + clean
4 – 5:30 – study
5:30 – 6 – dinner
6 – 6:30 – read a novel

Wednesday: leisure night @ the T.V.
Thursday: condemned ones’ standing lunch date (Quad or Benchers)
Saturday: La Marea date/Home buddy day/Koreanovela day/Dorm cleaning day
Sunday: Mass/Family day

Yes, I can be somewhat obsessive-compulsive (OC), because I like to make lists and schedules of what to do. That was an example of how I (tried to) live my life from January to March of this year.

Do you see how I’ve freakin’ juggled everything? Study time? Check. Reading time? Check. T.V. time? Check. Friends’ bonding moments? Check. Family time? Check. Every aspect of my life was wrapped up in teeny tiny packages and I had time for everythign.

I even had time for my spiritual life. I went to the morning mass everyday at school, which, mind you, started at 6:15 in the morning.

And now I’ve got to wonder where the hell did I get the willpower to do all of those stuff?! Can I possibly muster up the so-called willpower to do it all over again? Do I even want to do it again? I don’t think my mind can handle a repeat of last year.

For one thing, my writing took the back seat for the better of the past two years, especially the last school year, because the sheer amount of workload had been staggering. It had been, sadly, one of the proverbial balls that I had dropped while juggling my life.

It’s sad that the whole of last year I didn’t even get to write one story, not even one paragraph I think. It’s a (really) good thing that Nicole and Chenyl’s stay at our place during the summer jumpstarted some inspiration in my to once again do some writing.

But the question now is, if I pick up this ball, which other ball will I drop? Realistically speaking I think it’s quite impossible to have a good taste of all aspects of one’s life without being exhausted. So which one will it be?