The Act of Reading while not Reading- Post I

I was a fool last May when I picked my schedule. I was out of cheerleading and had extra time. Right? I figured it was time for me to focus on school. I ignored the fact being a Drum Major for the Band took as much time as cheerleading. I also ignored the fact my counselor seemed very on the fence about me taking two dual-credit classes at the same time. I could handle it. I was determined. I was excited. Again, I was a fool. Now, my check for extra time bounced. Instead of spending late nights watching Jimmy Kimmel and sneaking a late-night bowl of cereal, I try not to procrastinate and continue working on my Psychology chapter. I envy my brothers and sister laughing downstairs as I sit half-way reading my textbooks but not really reading. I have unintentionally become the master of reading but not comprehending. I would rather have the skill of learning while not thinking.