The Hopping Grass: The Plan

Doesn't that sound epic, now?

How's the March Break going for everyone? I'm at home, on the computer (obviously), and progressing well against my MASTER PLAN OF WORLD DOMINATION mwahahahahahahahaha!

Confused? Haha. Allow me to explain. I'm not actually going to take over the world. Disappointed? Don't worry. I will, someday, maybe.

But for now, I'm working on my carefully planned out March Break. Recently, I feel like I've kind of been slacking off, so I decided I'd have to make some effort to boost myself back up to standards again.

More sleep?

And what better time than March Break to do this? One day for one subject, plus running in the mornings, and taekwondo every evening. Perfect plan, completely flawless, right? Well, there's the little matter of the planned bedtime as well. Waking up at 6 am is easy-peasy, 'cas I'm 100% a morning person. But forcing myself to sleep at 9:30? Impossible. I'm a restless insomniac, who usually goes to bed at 11:30 or later.

But in the spirit of self-improvement... I'm trying. Today's the first day, and we'll see how things work out. I spent the entire morning on English, the only assigned homework I have for the break. After I finish this post, I'll brush up on Science, and then finish up my Youth Excellence Award (volunteering, :D) application, for Scouts.

Are you easily distracted. Did you just forget that last sentence?

After that, I should have some free time in order to relax and perhaps read a bit (or watch some Criminal Minds reruns! >:) before taekwondo at 7:30. So that's today's PLAN. Hopefully it goes alright, as long as I don't get too distracted. Ahem. *verylikelytohappenbecauseOHLOOKit'sabutterfly!*

Haha. No. I WILL NOT let that happen. Hm. On another note, it's kinda quiet in my house today. Mum's asleep, dad's at work (NO MARCH BREAK FOR HIM< HAR HAR), and younger bro is at a totally awesome March break day camp. Where he gets to learn a different language each day! I would have gone to, except that it's only for kids up to grade 8. They didn't have it last year. Not fair. :(

So um, yep. Nothing extremely new or exciting. Wow. It's true what they say, writing is sorta therapeutic. And since mine resembles chicken-scratch, I guess typing is the next best thing.

Now I feel all energetic and stuff. Or maybe that's just the bucket of chocolate I just inhaled.