I've been living dangerously pro-active lately. I'm not sure if it's the fact that I'm in the home-stretch of my undergraduate studies, or whether I just have so much on my mind. Perhaps it's my way of coping with stress. Perhaps it's my way of dealing with anxiety, or depression, or lack of B12? (okay none of those make sense lol) Perhaps it's because I'm not happy, and was always taught to be optimistic. Maybe it's because I hate when some get depressed and mope around, perhaps I'm rebelling against that stereotype and instead going 1000 miles per hour?

I have an aunt who we sometimes refer to as 'WONDER WOMAN' when I was little I used to say she ate magical beans to give her brain power and energy. I'm sure you all have one or know someone like whom I'm referring . She makes lists and she organizes things and she plans years in advance for EVERYTHING.. She's like a burrito filled with Martha Stewart and the Sham Wow guy...[well kind of]... She knows everything too. She never misses a birthday or a sick day or any kind of unsung holiday. She was insane-or so we thought.. Perhaps I got some of those nuclear reactant genes?

I'm not complaining. In fact I'm well ahead on my thesis both written and research. I'm doing great in my classes, and I can't seem to stop. I'm not sure why I'm even complaining or writing about this. I guess it's a manifestation of my hyper-activity.

Maybe I caught a virus that I don't want a cure for? Maybe I'll just suffer through and get all my work done and live 'miserably' work free? Hope your weekend is a fine one.Swim.