let down

This past week we had a week long break from school. I had many goals and aspirations for this break.

My house is very dirty. My roommate has a giant dog. Meet Odysseus, Odie for short.
It sheds and smells and sits on the furniture and chews things. He is a cute dog, but is a boy and therefore difficult to live with sometimes. While roommate and Odie were gone in St. Louis over fall break, I thought it would be a good time to clean the house in their absence. My mom even bought me a broom and dust pan. Didn't get done.

This semester has not been filled with a lot of silly, busy work for me. I got to class and take notes, but I don't have much class to class homework that fills up my week. However, I do have two very large research projects due towards the end of the semester for two of my English classes. Among other requirements are 10-12 page papers for each. Fall break, hey, I'll get a head start while I'm not busy so I don't get caught off guard when I'm stuck working on both at the same time. Oh, just kidding, didn't get done.

What did I do with my week? I worked to make a buck and hung out with friends. Spent more money than I should have and didn't even go anywhere. A week off school to give back to the community, to clean house, do homework. I did none of these things. It's the end of the week, and at the end of the week I feel like a let down, disappointment to myself, and failure.