Back-to-School Sounds as Lame as This Post's Title

I continued to brush the instant-shine-sponge across one of my black leather shoes back and forth. These shoes had been quite put to a temporary rest of 2 months; their faded look along with the effect of crinkled leather caused by my 2 years of using them was indicative that they were old, but just needed the right polish to revitalize them. My eyes beamed with satisfaction as I watched the creased and washed-out appearance of the black leather disappear through my continuous sweeping of sponge until a refurbished, shiny, black leather flashed before my eyes. My school shoes looked as good as new.

I so gently set them on the wood flooring of my bedroom, almost as careful as how Tony Stark a.k.a. Iron Man would painstakingly assemble all kinds of metal in inventing a new weapon in his manufactory. After putting them down, I looked around my room. My keen eyes roved their way immediately to my knee-length, red checkered skirt, folded in rather asymmetrical pleats, paired with my white blouse, almost dull-looking, both lolling from their hangers. My attention drew next to the plain over-shoulder bag of mine that sat coolly on my bed, its big and durable zipper together with the fabric's bleached-purple color gave it an almost masculine feel to it.

My right thumb stroked across my chin while I examined my surroundings.

School supplies: CHECK. School uniform: CHECK. School shoes: CHECK.
Looks like this is it, I sighed as my hand swept a wisp of newly trimmed black fringe off my forehead.

It's official: Tomorrow, it's back to school.

The bottomline of this blogpost is that I am in no way ready for school yet. I'm just not certain as to what particular aspect of college life it is that I dread the most or I heavily loathe, because almost the entire existence of this darn thing known as "college life" is downright complicated. I'd have to occupy a really, extremely long page in my blog before I could explain my repugnant and obnoxious insights detail by detail, and at the moment I'm not quite in the mood to be detailed and comprehensively in depth with my thoughts so I'd rather not do that. I wouldn't want to waste this wonderful opportunity I've taken to freakin' finally have that energy again to create a new post.

Instead, I'd like to share a beautiful, God-given advice I received this day. As a child of God, my best weapon for every single day of my life has always been His word. Nothing makes me feel stronger, more confident, and more driven than His words do.

Today, He told me, or actually more like He reminded me, that every God-given task should be wholeheartedly accomplished by His children, for He rejoices at our works. The Lord has made me realize today that it doesn't matter what the size of a certain work is. Big or small, every task that God gives always carries a significant value. And in due time He will guarantee us that promotion He knows we deserve. Therefore, there is no time to show reluctance. We must work, work, work, and make ourselves pleasant before our Creator's eyes. So this feeling of unwillingness toward getting back to school tomorrow should just go away, and it's time for me to hunker down and get the job done as I wholeheartedly complete every task that God will give me.

I shall thank our Awesome God for at the proper time, we persevering workers will get that promotion that was always meant for us.