A Day of Labor
Ah, homework, how I hate you for taking up my precious time that could otherwise be spent doing useless things that serve no real purpose but are infinitely more entertaining. For a day when we’re supposed to get a break from working, I spent quite a bit of the afternoon doing just that. Nevermind that the name of the holiday itself is slightly misleading for its intended purpose; shouldn’t a day where we celebrate labor mean that everyone works especially hard?
The rest of the week is as normal as any are going to be for the rest of the semester. Games on Thursday and Friday (like they’re supposed to be), no other big events going on. All in all, it seems very ordinary. Too ordinary? Perhaps, but would I really want to find out the alternative?