As a student, it can sometimes feel like life is flying by at 100mph. One minute you're sunning yourself on a secluded Italian beach and the next you're drowning in deadlines and getting heart palpitations from the copious amounts of caffiene in your bloodstream. Add a weekend job into the equation and the semester is almost over quicker than you can say: "Would you like fries with that?"
Since reaching the ripe old age of 22 it feels like time is escaping me. I barely have time to breathe let alone eat three regular meals, socialize, stick to my deadlines and make sure that I drink enough water (Echo Falls doesn't count, apparently). Call me crazy but I love the thrill(?!) of trying to find a healthy balance between university life, work and down time; I'm the type of person that likes to be kept busy. An extra shift is available, you say? Sure, sign me up. A fun run this weekend? See ya at the finish line.