Where is the free time hiding?


I honestly couldn't tell you the last time I woke up and said, "I have nothing I should be doing today." It was probably back in middle school, when I was blissfully unaware of how to clean a bathroom or write a research paper.

Today of course, it's a different story. I'm a high schooler - need I say more? Of course, there are those moments when I wistfully imagine what I'd do if I had the time:

1. Impersonate Martinis: Don't ask how my friend and I generated this idea, but we think it would be pretty cool if we dressed up as cocktails on Halloween. Actually, it would be even cooler if we dressed up when it wasn't Halloween. Wouldn't it be a sight if there were two giant martini glasses walking down Lincoln at 3 o'clock in the afternoon?

2. Take belly dancing: We see their piece in Steamboat Dance Theater every year, and I know we all think, "Hey, we should take that class:"

3. Knit a pair of pink fishnet stockings. Call me crazy, but this seems kind of an exciting challenge. I will deny saying this when I'm just binding off my stockings, and I realize there is a gaping hole around the mid-calf. Oh, the woes of complex patterns.

4. Actually attempt to meet deadlines. I'm really very bad at it; I'll be scrambling to write my articles the night before they're due. I believe the word procrastinator is appropriate here.

5. Watch every episode of South Park, ever. I feel like I've missed out:nine years of not watching a show that funny is quite a crime. I'm totally cereal, guys!

6. Finally watch Schindler's List. Honestly, I've had the darn thing for at least 6 months. : Isn't it about time I saw it? What is it about, anyway?

7. Write in my journal again. I'm starting to feel guilty; the last time I really wrote in it was before Christmas. Now, the entries just say, Oh, so-and-so is poking me in the back and trying to read this over my shoulder:I just poked him back. Ooh, he's ticklish. Gotta go, Mr. ____ is giving me dirty looks. Riveting stuff, eh?

8. Finish the projects. I am the queen of unfinished projects; I throw myself into them with vigor, only to get bored or distracted. There's the scrapbook that is full until the fourth grade, the pile of T-shirts which have been taken apart and left in a heap of jersey knit cotton, and the tangled balls of yarn which I fully intend to knit into lovely scarves:eventually.

9. Sleep. More. I don't think I need to say anything. You know what I'm talking about.

As fun as all these things sound, I know some of them will never happen (I have a feeling I'd look pretty stupid belly dancing, and I bet my mother wouldn't let me out of the house dressed as an alcoholic beverage). But wait - isn't this what summer is for? Here's to an abundance of fun, sun and free time coming our way very soon.


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