Snooze Blues

Feel free to listen to the song as you read this post... I feel it enhances the point!!

So this morning, much like every other morning, I am a victim of the snooze blues. I set about 5 different alarms hoping that when their powers combine it will annoy me enough to actually wake up and get out of bed. This hope fails almost every morning. After each rising of the sun, I beat myself up for waking up 2 or 3 hours later than I had planned which means I'll be rushing to complete everything in my ridiculous schedule--but that's neither here nor there... I managed to pry myself out of the bed after I've convinced myself that I've wasted enough time that I can NEVER get back! Have you ever taken the time to think about that? You mysteriously lose 5 hours on Facebook (or Twitter for those of you who choose to Tweet), your 1 movie break turns into an all day marathon, your 30 minute nap turns into a lovely sleep--doing all of that is great until you factor in class work and extra curriculars and jobs and other obligations. Then you're back at angry for wasting...TIME. (Sidenote... when I woke up this morning I made the decision to blog about time...only when I could finally find the time...please note the time of this post!)

So, back to my point... Has it ever made you cringe at your time management when you realize that for every moment that passes, you can never get it back. It would be amazing to actually have a time machine or something to manipulate time like they have in the movies, but it's reality and we are the lucky people that don't get that luxury. It makes me want to utilize every moment to its highest potential, but this whole "needing sleep in order to function" really puts a wrench in my entire operation. I have the problem of volunteering my time when I should actually keep quiet and take a nap or just sit for 2 seconds--who am I kidding, if I sit I'll probably start working on something else. My philosophy when it comes to schedules and due dates is to try to get ahead. So I'll work like crazy so that in theory I can be lazy in the future. The plan is flawless until I finally free up a day and someone says "hey are you free to do whatever?" And here is the entrance of my problem...if I actually have free time...I'm going to say I have free time... I have no idea why I do it, I guess it's just hard wired from my parents. Now... the only person that is hurt by my "little problem" is me... And that's not even completely true. In spirits I'm free as a bird and I enjoy feeling like I'm making a difference out of my time on earth... I guess only my physical body suffers because I'm throwing off all of these biological mechanics that I wont discuss right now. (Ask me about it if you'd like to hear more on that topic.) My uncle always describes me by quoting Hubbard: "If you want work well done, select a busy man - the other kind has no time." Feel free to take a moment to let that marinate...

Now here is the point. We, in efforts to be of service to all mankind, give the most important gift--our time. But, honestly how great of a gift are you personally giving? Is it like time by Tiffany, or re-gifted Costco time...? In order to change the world, we as a people, let alone as members of Greek organizations, should try putting a little more time into our efforts to change the world. As much time as you plan for a party or step show or what-have-you, you should put that same amount of time and effort (if not more) into whatever you want to do to change the world. Now with that said, I should probably stop rambling and sleep. I hope you enjoyed the song! I'm planning to use all my strength not to hit the snooze button in the morning...

Goodnight all, and as always...

Skee-Wee to the bloggers


And yes...for those of you who were wondering--I was listening to the song as I blogged :o)