It's Sunday

It's Sunday.
Which means I have to start working.
Last night I did a ton of laundry (believe or not, having lived here for half a year I've never used the laundry room in my apartment building: I hand-wash anything washable; and the rest go to the dry cleaners of course. Reasons? It saves money...well for a girl who just spent 200 bucks on clothes and accessories yesterday this hardly seems a reliable excuse. I guess partly it is better for the clothes and partly, I guess hand-washing gives me the little upper body exercise that I could use? ;-P) and snugged into bed between my pillows and read. I mean actually read "read" "read", nothing academic related, I read last week's issue of TIME.
And it felt so good.
I just ignored the particle physics book and lecture notes in my bag and read for half an hour.
I felt like a drug addict finally getting a quick fix: the moment of ecstasy,and the guilt that accompanies it.
And I started feeling somewhat a bit sorry: what has grad school done to me that I would feel this way for reading TIME on a Saturday night?
It reminds me of high school, when I was in the provincial science experimental program (whatever it is called): basically 40 kids got picked from our province (well I come from China so it is a province with a population over 10 million...) and stuck into an intensive program aiming at the national science olympiads. We had classes from 7:30 a.m. to 9 p.m. with really short meal breaks. One night when we were supposed to have a math class, the biology instructor came in and told us somehow a change of schedule and we'd have biology class that night.
I remember the roaring cheers in the classroom, books and hats thrown into the air.
What is so happy about that? It's not like the teacher came in and said the class was canceled.
Well the thing is: if the class got canceled we'd have to go home into the pile of work; but instead it was BIOLOGY, compared with math and physics which took up more than 50% of our lives, a lecture of biology is almost as pleasing and easy as a musical; you just listen, and try to enjoy.
Well alright gotta start working now.
Hopefully I can get some sleep tonight: I have a 9am group meeting tomorrow followed by 2 classes and one lecture. Some Monday.

God bless all.