Mickey Mouse or Montesquieu?

I am going to be honest. I am very tired today. I think I've had one too many late nights and early mornings lately, but what is a college student to do? I have to get everything done and as such, sleep is the sacrifice. But I figure there are two reactions: denial and acceptance. Either I can deny, deny, deny that I have a hours upon hours of homework to do and be a bum. Or, I can put my nose to the grindstone and, as Larry the Cable Guy would say, "Get 'er done!" Admittedly, I have occasionally chosen the former and slept through my 8:00 class or watched an episode (or two) of Grey's Anatomy or CSI in the library while I should have been studying (darn those free episodes online!). But I've found the guilt that accompanies these decisions makes them entirely unenjoyable. So, I will soldier on, turning down numerous invitations for spontaneous trips to Disneyland and Vegas, all in the name of "responsibility". But I have to admit, even if I were to accept these invitations, I would have a very hard time enjoying myself as I envision my tuition dollars flying out the window and the sight of some unacceptable grade on my report card. I hope it will all pay off in the long run and something good will come out of the long hours spent at the library hidden behind the pile of homework yet to be done. Perhaps I am just disillusioned by the belief that at the moment, life = school + a little bit of rugby and my roommates, whose lives seem to equal play + a little bit of school, really have it right. If that is the case, this is one time in my life when I want to be disillusioned and don't want my bubble to burst. I'm afraid that if I found out that my life right now wasn't about school, my entire psyche would be shattered. So, I will choose Montesquieu and get back to work. And as long as my bubble remains intact, I choose it with no regrets.