Season 1
13. My Balancing Act
I storm through the hallways angrily, a scowl on my face just to ward off any enquirers, door-knockers, or worse, teammates. None of them have a sense of proportion, logic, or balance, all of which are important qualities. They fixate on one thing. Obviously, this one thing varies between personalities, but be it family, activity, nature or even themself, it's not healthy. I strive to maintain balance; I've just come from the gym, where I've spent the last two and a half hours, after a lengthy history study in the library, and some extensive training. I am ambitious, yes, but letting down my family would be a terrible thing to do. And I don't let ambition take over my life.
"Oh, hey Garland! Where're you go - " I brush Mystel aside as he tries to follow me.
"I have work to do," I snarl at him, "Very important." That throws him off, and he retreats hastily, leaving me to slam my bedroom door behind me and find my glasses. I check the clock anxiously, leafing through a newspaper...and then sigh with relief. Just in time. I bolt the door and settle down on my couch, glasses on and newspaper in hand as the TV flickers to life.
"You're watching Comedy Plus, and now it's time for South Park..."
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