Porkchops and Applesauce...
It has been quite awhile since I have posted on this thing, but I figure I have got enough to say...
So I am back home and have been reacquainting myself with the Savannah/Richmond Hill lifestyle. This means that I have A) Been working, B) Gone to the beach, or C) done pretty much close to nothing at all. Actually, it has been a pleasure to get to see old friends again and to reminisce on old days. Speaking of old days, I have gotten my old job back at Zaxby's and have been asked to work the other location, so I will be working close to 70 hours a week...I'm scared.
I have also gone through some "be a man" phase and have taken up exercising. I usually run 3 miles a day and combine crunches and push ups to turn myself into mush. In addition, I am trying to grow somewhat of a beard thing. Yeah, it probably is not me at all, but fuck it! I don't really care! I'm not really sure where the whole "better myself" urge is coming from. Maybe it's on account of the fact that I am broke and trying to save money to pay for certain things and can't afford those wonderfully obnoxious unhealthy visits to the ole McDonalds now. In any case, I feel so much better about myself after I do those kinds of things, so why not keep with it?
I have also become a practicing maniac with my instrument. I find such solace and tranquility in turning to occupy my free time to developing my skill, and I really want to be in both the Wind Ensemble and the Symphony Orchestra!
I am really quite excited about the next academic year; I am living in a house about 10miles from campus with five other guys, I'm gonna knock the shit out of my professor and show him exactly what I am capable of, and I am in a relationship with a girl who I feel absolutely perfect with. I know the hardships to come are unforeseen, but with friends and determination nothing can stop me.
I need sleep now...
So I am back home and have been reacquainting myself with the Savannah/Richmond Hill lifestyle. This means that I have A) Been working, B) Gone to the beach, or C) done pretty much close to nothing at all. Actually, it has been a pleasure to get to see old friends again and to reminisce on old days. Speaking of old days, I have gotten my old job back at Zaxby's and have been asked to work the other location, so I will be working close to 70 hours a week...I'm scared.
I have also gone through some "be a man" phase and have taken up exercising. I usually run 3 miles a day and combine crunches and push ups to turn myself into mush. In addition, I am trying to grow somewhat of a beard thing. Yeah, it probably is not me at all, but fuck it! I don't really care! I'm not really sure where the whole "better myself" urge is coming from. Maybe it's on account of the fact that I am broke and trying to save money to pay for certain things and can't afford those wonderfully obnoxious unhealthy visits to the ole McDonalds now. In any case, I feel so much better about myself after I do those kinds of things, so why not keep with it?
I have also become a practicing maniac with my instrument. I find such solace and tranquility in turning to occupy my free time to developing my skill, and I really want to be in both the Wind Ensemble and the Symphony Orchestra!
I am really quite excited about the next academic year; I am living in a house about 10miles from campus with five other guys, I'm gonna knock the shit out of my professor and show him exactly what I am capable of, and I am in a relationship with a girl who I feel absolutely perfect with. I know the hardships to come are unforeseen, but with friends and determination nothing can stop me.
I need sleep now...