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so several journal-worthy events have occured since i last updated, but due to my inability to remember anything past breakfast, i can't remember what they are. oh well.
so school's almost over. w00t. got a presentation and an exam to go. not too bad, for the end of the semester. usually i'm ripping my hair out right about now, but for some reason there's no pressure this sem.
work sucks, as usual. well, not the job itself. just the frigging hours. i finally got to yell at the edy's vendor, and it made her cry. i felt kind of like an asshole, but she more than deserved it. after this week, i pretty much become john's bitch for schedule-making, since he knows i have nowhere to be till the end of june or so. i'm thinking about maybe working at running wild on the side again, if for no other reason than to have an excuse to get out of albertsons early. or maybe i'll just leave when i feel like it. yeah. that sounds like a much better idea.
the team's last meet was this past weekend. i haven't felt good in about two weeks, and i had some kind of weird stomach cramp right before the race, so i wasn't expecting too much. then i surprised the hell out of myself and ran a 15:23. i was fifth, out of about sixty. lots more people than last year. my kick was actually pretty good for once; i passed six people in the last two laps and managed to hold them all off. some guy from vanderbilt faceplanted in front of me right before the finish line, and almost took me down with him. his body just gave up. the difficult part was avoiding stepping on him while my own body was shutting down, but i managed to kind of hop just enough to clear him, and then finish. i thought i had a pic of it, but i guess not. damn.
michael and i are the only ones going to the seminole twilight meet in two weeks at FSU. not sure why i roped myself into that, but maybe it's cause i really want another crack at this sub-15 business.
and then, love is, well, love. regardless of the circumstances.
so school's almost over. w00t. got a presentation and an exam to go. not too bad, for the end of the semester. usually i'm ripping my hair out right about now, but for some reason there's no pressure this sem.
work sucks, as usual. well, not the job itself. just the frigging hours. i finally got to yell at the edy's vendor, and it made her cry. i felt kind of like an asshole, but she more than deserved it. after this week, i pretty much become john's bitch for schedule-making, since he knows i have nowhere to be till the end of june or so. i'm thinking about maybe working at running wild on the side again, if for no other reason than to have an excuse to get out of albertsons early. or maybe i'll just leave when i feel like it. yeah. that sounds like a much better idea.
the team's last meet was this past weekend. i haven't felt good in about two weeks, and i had some kind of weird stomach cramp right before the race, so i wasn't expecting too much. then i surprised the hell out of myself and ran a 15:23. i was fifth, out of about sixty. lots more people than last year. my kick was actually pretty good for once; i passed six people in the last two laps and managed to hold them all off. some guy from vanderbilt faceplanted in front of me right before the finish line, and almost took me down with him. his body just gave up. the difficult part was avoiding stepping on him while my own body was shutting down, but i managed to kind of hop just enough to clear him, and then finish. i thought i had a pic of it, but i guess not. damn.
michael and i are the only ones going to the seminole twilight meet in two weeks at FSU. not sure why i roped myself into that, but maybe it's cause i really want another crack at this sub-15 business.
and then, love is, well, love. regardless of the circumstances.