I mean, not in the sense of getting any studying or unit planning done. I got a lot of cleaning done, and I painted for 2 hours. I dyed my hair.
I think I have a mental block because I have a few doctors appointments this week - one (tomorrow) at which I will be put under for a little while.
But I keep thinking what if I'm that person who has a complication? Do I want to spend the last hours of my life unit planning? I think not.
In the .0001% chance that I decide to hit up Jamie and the Heavenly Fiesta in the sky, I'd like to have had enjoyed my life the day of, and the day before.
Like I said. This way of thinking is not exactly conducive to academic productivity. Plus, I'm just being a little morbid. But what's life (or death) without a good chuckle?
