I Hate Mondays

Every night while I lie in bed I always review my day and think about the progress, both short-term and long-term, that I have made in that day. Then I think about the next day and find things that motivate me and will get me out of bed with excitement for the day. I try to make these motivators a constant for me time, so a weekly motivation is best.

I cannot seem to find anything on Mondays that really motivates me. Sure, my Young Democrats meeting every Monday is fun, but it is not really fun and exciting.

Tuesdays I have rock climbing class which I love!

Wednesdays I can watch the latest episode of Running Wilde on Hulu.

Thursdays I go climbing again for class and the latest episode of Modern Family is on Hulu.

Fridays are big days! I go climbing again, outside of class and Hulu, the latest episodes of Community and The Office have been posted. Furthermore, it’s Friday.

I like Saturdays and Sundays, well, for obvious reasons. It’s the weekend and I get to sleep in. Plus on Saturday nights I go to Crosby Student Center with friends for Trivia Night and win prizes.

And now we’re back to Mondays. Nothing. Well Mondays, I guess you’re just plain out of luck. That age old tradition stands; Mondays suck - I hate Mondays.

My First Month Away at College

Well my friends, it’s been over a month that I’ve been away at college at Gonzaga and I’ve certainly been getting a lot out of it.

I have been offered the positions of editor for three Gonzaga publications but I only accepted one as it worked with my schedule best. I’ve been on the cover of the school newspaper twice.

I have memorized all the names and faces of the students in my classes. Twice my history professor has called me out in class to explain the downfall of the Roman Republic and the innovation of the Roman Empire.

I keep my room as clean and orderly as possible. While my bed is as comfortable and relaxing as a hot bath, I make it with enough perfection to bounce a basketball off of the comforter. The girls in the room above me then use the basketball to play a game of 2-on-2 in their room on the weekends. The noise is bothersome so I occasionally take long walks out on the campus and draft essays in my head for which to improve humanity. Because of this, though, I only sleep a few hours each night, but you know what they say - the night is only half the day.

The committees for academics, athletics, and campus security have all sought to recruit me. Though I am underage, the Board of Trustees frequently invites me to their wine and cheese socials. Being a transfer student, I’m not eligible for the honors program, yet I have been offered an honorary degree by them anyway.

Every other Saturday the custodians and I repel down the sides and the steeples of the church to clean its exterior with a fine brush while we watch the sunrise.

Each Sunday, after church, I have brunch with the President and his cabinet. Afterword, we discuss the future of the university. In the springtime, the university and I are launching a line of college apparel in the student store as to promote a more classy college environment. Although elections are not until next spring, I have already been elected president of the student body for the 2011-2012 year.

Despite my lack of completed classes for my degree, the university offered to accept my application of graduation for the spring of 2011. I respectively declined.

Needless to say I’ve been enjoying my first month away at college. I think I like the way this is going.