I have too much of it. Too much time, and not enough work.
Usually, people complain about the opposite. But when I think about the workload I'll inevitably have for the rest of my Penn life, I'd really like to take another course or something.

I think it's kind of ridiculous. I stay up late but don't do anything productive because during the day I've already done all the productive stuff for the next week.

I wonder what God wants me to do with all of this time instead of freaking out about it.