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I really fucked off this semester and it's now costing me a lot of unneeded stress regarding the potential to not pass an essential course. The semester's just ended, now my fate is in the hands of the laser of a scantron reading machine. Better to learn a lesson in the penultimate semester than that last one. 4.0 in all classes next semester is my goal.
It's also time to get a real job that at least supplements teaching drums. I haven't been able to get back to the student levels of the glory days of teaching pre-Germany hiatus.
It's also time to get in shape. Seeing some pictures of old made me realize just how much I've let myself go, and being the optimistic hedonist I am, it doesn't surprise me, just disappoints me a little.
I smoked a cigarette last weekend - first time since January 3rd of this year. It was a symbolic gesture to myself that staying tobac-clean isn't necessary and to prove to myself that I really don't like smoking cigarettes. It's funny, 'cause I definitely still get the urge to smoke pretty often, but that I did it and didn't like it proves that I really just want the "perfect smoke" that doesn't taste like shit, lead to addiction, make my mouth taste bad, ruin my pulmonary health, etc. Perfect things don't exist.
So, here's to 2010. I'm getting started early.
I really fucked off this semester and it's now costing me a lot of unneeded stress regarding the potential to not pass an essential course. The semester's just ended, now my fate is in the hands of the laser of a scantron reading machine. Better to learn a lesson in the penultimate semester than that last one. 4.0 in all classes next semester is my goal.
It's also time to get a real job that at least supplements teaching drums. I haven't been able to get back to the student levels of the glory days of teaching pre-Germany hiatus.
It's also time to get in shape. Seeing some pictures of old made me realize just how much I've let myself go, and being the optimistic hedonist I am, it doesn't surprise me, just disappoints me a little.
I smoked a cigarette last weekend - first time since January 3rd of this year. It was a symbolic gesture to myself that staying tobac-clean isn't necessary and to prove to myself that I really don't like smoking cigarettes. It's funny, 'cause I definitely still get the urge to smoke pretty often, but that I did it and didn't like it proves that I really just want the "perfect smoke" that doesn't taste like shit, lead to addiction, make my mouth taste bad, ruin my pulmonary health, etc. Perfect things don't exist.
So, here's to 2010. I'm getting started early.