Exhausted
There comes a time, I think, when you really can tell you are not a kid anymore. You realize that you have no idea how your parents did all that work for us everyday and didn't collapse from exhaustion and cry at night. I think I had that epiphany for the first time yesterday. I'm very similar to my mom, in that I want to make everyone happy. Yesterday, I knew it was going to be a busy day. I had class yesterday morning, work in the afternoon and a test for my online class that I had to find time to study for. So my day went like this: I woke up at 8:30, caught the bus, found out that no buses serve Grand River in East Lansing because of the construction, walked to class, class for about 2 hours, studied and worked until 5, took my IAH tests/midterm, made (from scratch) a chocolate fudge brownie cake for my Boyfriend's birthday today, made lunch for work, laid down. I was so exhausted by the time I was done with the cake that I felt like I could barely walk. I can't imagine how parents and those in the work force do all that every day. Well, maybe not that specifically but you see what I'm getting at. I think I did really well on the tests though. There was a multiple choice test with 60 questions and 40 minutes to do it, a listening section with 13 questions/songs to identify, and an essay section with two questions to answer. The only thing I was really unsure of was how we were supposed to respond to the essay questions. I wasn't sure if they were supposed to be essay length responses or just a paragraph or two. I ended up writing two short essays for the answers, which were about five paragraphs each.