Apr 28, 2004 15:44
Sometimes I feel a little defeated.
Not by a man, but by life and it's demons.
Life's wife, death, is no temptation,
and luckily she avoids confrontation.
I'm gaining weight. I don't like it at all. My belly grows day by day, and I'm having difficulty finding time/motivation to do anything about it. I think I'll drink some water, eat a salad, and then drink more water. Then have a salad later after I drink some more water. Damn growing up. I want my 12-year-old metabolism back. Now.
I'm finding interest in a few new band/groups lately. Mainly The Postal Service and Grandaddy. Pretty neat stuff. Coop is nifty as well.
I don't think I'm going to survive one of my classes. There might be no hope left for it. The others I'll pass, the grade in each is tough to guess on. I really, really don't like school, and I really, really wish I did.
I have more than a week scheduled off from work starting this Friday I think. Time for studying and what not for finals. Plus my birthday falls in that week. I'll be happy when I have a birthday that nothing else falls on. As long as I can remember, state track meet for either my sisters or myself fell on my birthday, now I've had a final on my birthday for the past 2 years. Fun stuff.
I miss my family. I think my need to see them grows as fast as my belly.
I think I'll record a song.