Regressing

Not rain, nor sleet, nor snow, nor finals can stop Paulywog from playing

I find that as the weather gets nicer and graduation nears, my attention span is dwindling.  In college, I could spend an entire day working.  Literally.  16 hours or so.  Jill can vouch for that.  I was so focused and studious that I graduated in 3 years.  Now I have to force myself to focus for 30 minutes and then take a break.  Even during those 30 minutes I get distracted with email, facebook, NYtimes.com, etc.  I literally have the attention span of a squirrel, which I've heard is about 1 second.  Think about it, when was the last time you saw a squirrel focus on something for more than a second?

NYC is very green today

The past few weeks have also been a bit of an emotional roller coaster for me.  Apparently I cope with that by regressing from a mature adult into some sort of silly, frivolous child.  I just want to play and do fun things all day.  I am trying very hard to suppress that and just focus (FOCUS, dammit!) on my last assignment before graduation.

There were other things I wanted to vent about in this post.  Namely my dumbass neighbor who won't neuter his increasingly aggressive bulldog because it threatens his own manliness, the final exam I just took asking me to recall the totally irrelevant name of an obscure province in China, the totally stressful commencement speaker competition, and some other things.  But alas... SQUIRREL!