I don't have much going on, but such is life.
I actually have a weekly routine now.. it's kinda weird. It's only a matter of time before I start telling my friends I can't go out cause "my stories is on". I'm still in my early twenties (at least for another 32 days) and
this is my daily, Mon-Fri life:
Get up between 6:30/6:45
Go to the bathroom and fix my hair
Brush my teeth while making my bed
Get dressed (with clothes laid out the previous night) and apply make up
Grab fruit, keys, purse and phone
Walk out the door by 7:20
Stop at Starbucks for a Venti Peppermint Mocha
Get to work, log in and take consults
Lunch around 1:00 or 2:00 (either to sit at my desk, walk outside or go out with a friend or two from work)
Log back in and take more consults
Log out at 5 and go home
Practice violin
Eat some kind of small dinner
Shower
Lay out clothes for tomorrow
Read or watch TV till 10ish
Try to be asleep by 10:30
Rinse and repeat...
Now, occasionally I do get to see some friend or other on a weekday night, but I'm still tired by 10:00/10:30. There's violin weekly and therapy every other week, but that still changes almost nothing with my schedule since I'm still home before 8. There are good things and bad about it I suppose; I'm not discontent, but it's certainly not the life I "chose". It just is. I'm kind of numb to it I think. And, while the occasional Saturday can be unpredictable, Sundays are always routine too:
Sleep in
Go to the bathroom and fix my hair
Brush my teeth while making my bed
Get dressed (with clothes laid out the previous night) and apply make up
Clean house from top to bottom
Go to the grocery store
Chop fruit for the coming week
Violin practice
Lots of reading
Eat some kind of small dinner
Shower
Lay out clothes for tomorrow
Read or watch TV till 10ish
Try to be asleep by 10:30
Yay monotony!
Let's end on something a little more upbeat.. How do you think you can define your favorite song? I mean, we can all have preferred songs/artists and such, but I mean your favorite song. The one that sticks out the most and tops all others. I found mine a while ago and just never wanted to say this was the one. Makes no sense to me; there isn't one thing that screams at me, it's just the whole thing. One of the greatest lines I've ever heard is in it, but other than that the lyrics don't hit me or drive me to tears. The music is great, lots of good nuances, but there's no "catch" to it. And the band isn't even in my top 15. But whenever I hear it I stop to listen to every second of it. And I could repeat it over and over and over. If I never got to listen to any other music part of me would die, but if I had to listen to this song every day for the rest of my life, I don't think I'd ever get tired of it.. Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you The Shin's "Caring is Creepy":
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I think I'll go home and mull this over
Before I cram it down my throat
At long last it's crashed, it's colossal mass
Has broken up into bits in my moat.
Lift the mattress off the floor
Walk the cramps off
Go meander in the cold
Hail to your dark skin
Hiding the fact you're dead again
Underneath the power lines seeking shade
Far above our heads are the icy heights that contain all reason
It's a luscious mix of words and tricks
That let us bet when you know we should fold
On rocks i dreamt of where we'd stepped
And the whole mess of roads we're now on.
Hold your glass up, hold it in
Never betray the way you've always known it is.
One day I'll be wondering how
I got so old just wondering how
I never got cold wearing nothing in the snow.
This is way beyond my remote concern
Of being condescending
All these squawking birds won't quit.
Building nothing, laying bricks.
Hold your glass up, hold it in
Never betray the way you've always known it is.
One day I'll be wondering how
I got so old just wondering how
I never got cold wearing nothing in the snow.
This is way beyond my remote concern
Of being condescending
All these squawking birds won't quit.
Building nothing, laying bricks.