There's this part of me that wants to do something fun for a change. Dance, wushu, cycle... Kinetic stuff to keep the happy hormones going. And there's another part of me that just wants to climb into bed, tired from working continuously hours on end. And yet there's this 3rd part that wants me to finish as much work as I can, knowing that time will become a rarer commodity as the semester progresses. There's also very social part of me that yearns to meet up with friends, many of whom I've not been able to hang out with recently.
If the lack of time is already so prevalent in school, I truly dread work.