Nobody said that going back to university would be easy. I knew it wouldn’t be.
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So I shouldn’t be surprised by the amount of work being heaped on myself and my fellow students. Pages and pages of readings to go through before every class, assignments coming out the wazoo. I’m scared now. My calendar is filling up as fast as my binders, and yet I feel that I know NOTHING!!!
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How am I going to learn all these theories, all the curriculums, and write all those lesson plans and papers and do all those presentations?
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I know that somehow, I will. Although, I’m thinking that my family may not see me for days, beyond the cursory morning kiss goodbye in the hall as I fly out the door with my arms and back full of bags, all loaded up with texts and binders and highlighters.
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Going back to school has taught me something that I never knew about myself and it’s not just the fact that I am a bag lady…I have ADD. Attention deficit disorder. I get all fidgety and distracted in class every afternoon, after, say, 2 hours of class without a break. My rumbling tummy keeps trying to tell me that its time for a snack, yet all I can think about is the pop machine in the hall. The can of sprite calls to me every day at around 1:45. I wiggle around in my seat and try to keep my attention on the interesting facts the instructor is sharing with us-and don’t get me wrong, it is interesting and I LOVE it! But I can’t stop thinking about that damn pop machine and my afternoon indulgence/sugar high that I NEED to have.
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So I have a issues with sugar-so what!? I’ve already admitted that repeatedly to you people, haven’t I-and at least I’m not buying the skittles that I really want in the candy machine NEXT to the pop machine. And isn’t acceptance the first step on the road to recovery?
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To be truthful, I’m thinking I may need to upgrade my drug to the next level. And if a pack of Skittles, AND a can of pop doesn’t do it for me, then I may need to go a different route. I may need something stronger that will target my obvious ADD issues. Ritalin, perhaps…I know, I know, it’s a far cry from the drugs that were popular when I was in university the first time, but jeepers, I’m OLD now!!!!!




