Talk about busy

Well, now that the semester has begun, I feel like I can barely get a chance to sit down unless I'm going to sleep. I've been really overworked the past week, but at the same time it feels rewarding and I find myself feeling happier than otherwise.

My entire sleep schedule has been destroyed, as when 6am used to be when to call it a night, I find it's now become the time to wake up because of my morning commute with early classes. I feel like the commute gives me more of a sense of responsibility as opposed to dorming. When living in a dorm I could just come back from class, play some video games, and sleep. Now it's more like a job, where I wake up, drive there, do what I have to do, come back and do more work. I have to admit though, I like the feeling.

On top of the classes beginning, my mother is also having her kitchen remodeled. My father and I are both engineers. He's 65 with high blood pressure and a bad temper. Guess who's been doing most of the work? As soon as I get home from class, feeling happy, feeling like I can sit down in front of the computer and relax, I walk in the door and "oh great you're here I really need your help with this it'll only be an hour". Of course, by "hour" we really mean I end up working from the moment I get home until dinner. So in total it's about 12 hours of busy work a day, and then by the time I can sit down I'm exhausted to the point where nothing gets done except for staring at youtube for an hour and then trying to catch up on a lack of sleep. I haven't ever felt this overworked outside of the military, but at the same time, I also like the feeling. These responsibilities and reliabilities falling on me are destroying me and exhausting me, but this feeling of accomplishment and happiness is something that really doesn't fall into my life often. I might be falling behind on my daily habits such as downloading the newest tv shows or playing video games, but I might milk this feeling of usefulness as much as I can, or at least until it kills me.

Speaking of military, I was on duty this weekend and it was actually enjoyable as well. Some of the NCOs have made me the first Junior Marine to ever be invited for drinks with them. And although I dislike drinking, and dislike beer even moreso, I had a good time socializing with them and watching the football game at the bar. It makes me feel good that some people are around my station that I get along with, even if they do outrank me. Most of the people around my rank just annoy me, especially one specific one with the "I'm hot stuff" attitude who will treat whoever he wants like garbage and try and stick himself into whatever woman he can. Even the way that one walks and his general posture disgusts me, but he is in fact a good Marine, no matter how shitty a person I consider him. It's just an enjoyment for the higher ups to consider an antisocial guy like me better for them to invite out for drinks than Mr P.T. Stud.

Furthermore with the Marines, we had a class recently that really has nothing to do with the military, but they thought it would be helpful from a mental standpoint to have a little fun for a change and learn something about the Four Lenses. I found it really interesting and the next time I blog it will be about that. As for now though I should be sleeping, wakeup time in a few hours