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well hello kiddies. here i am once again at the dunkin donuts, and i'm currently freezing my bunnies off at the moment b/c the a/c is set at -58 degrees farenheit.
i finally finished my first longer film script treatment, the 1st installment of the cupid chronicals, and i sent it away to my scriptwriting teacher to take a look at. i also sent her a lengthy email... jus cuz i havent talked to her in a bit and had to catch up.
in a similar fashion, i emailed the evangilist that was here recently at my church again, cool guy. wrote him a long email too. in both emails i sent the link to the church's website since i finished it a few days ago. the feeling of accomplishment is pretty sweet. i dare u to deny it! u cant, ha!
and i am currently running off of caffine, taurine, and whatever is in gatorade, monster, and starbucks' double shot expresso. did i drink them all at the same time? well... i had the double shot first, then i sipped the monster. i remembered why i dont like the green one. i need to stick to "assault" or "khaos" cuz they taste better. so i had a gulp of that, then i drank gatorade while i worked. it rehydrated and refueled well. replenished? i guess it did that too. berry+tropical punch flavor. yum. until i ran out.
why am i running off these liquids (and 2 pop tarts before i left and a cup of milk)? when i got out of work yesterday, i went to the park for like an hour, then got some coffee, a donut, and a bagel with cream cheese. yum. then went to church. yum. (seriously, it was a good service, my entire family including me was crying. a good cry.) went to wendy's for a black forest ham & swiss sandwich. yum. watched silly videos online for too long of a time instead of sleeping. boo! then at 6, i decide to sleep a lil, and set my alarm for 7.30 so i can get more food or whatever. i dont know why. i knew i wasnt gonna get up. but i did it anyway, and the result would b me constantly hitting snooze, which meant i slept in 5 min intervals. that was torture to me and my subconscious mind. why? i kept having bad dreams that got worse each time i went back to sleep. it wasnt cool at all. i decided around 8 to reset the alarm so i get a good 30mins or so. unfortunately throughout this time, i kept gettin phone calls and a text message.9.30 finally rolls around and i'm pissed. then i calm to grouchy. then jus annoyed/cranky. my mom sympathized, and i couldnt wait to come back home to bed. i eat my pop tarts and feel better as iread coupons to arby's wishing i was eating their sandwiches instead. then off to work i go, kinda late, but it coulda been worse if i drove the speed limit. it coulda been better if i'd known where the cops were at all times too. o well. 10.03 aint bad. i drag myself along the first 2 hours. it hurts to keep my eyes open. i'm slippin back down again. u know what that means...
hopefully the 2nd to last beverage for the day: a small iced coffee, light & sweet, with french vanilla & cinnamon. then when i get home: water. and maybe a sleepy-time pill to ensure hardcore sleeping.
i should keep my long johns in my book bag when it gets this cold in here. and a scarf. and a hat with a fluffy ball on the top.
[t.sterling]
~~~~~~~~~~~~~UPDATE @ 9AM~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
so no water, but i went out to breakfast with some ppl and they paid for me so it was all good. we went to friendly's. great place to meet new ppl. NOW i'm going to sleep. gonna put in "the imposters" to probably fall asleep on. purchase ppl, purcahse alum stanley tucci wrote, directed and starred in this funy movie. i saw the end of it. i like it. and i like stanley. more than wesley. snipes that is. sorry snipes.
i finally finished my first longer film script treatment, the 1st installment of the cupid chronicals, and i sent it away to my scriptwriting teacher to take a look at. i also sent her a lengthy email... jus cuz i havent talked to her in a bit and had to catch up.
in a similar fashion, i emailed the evangilist that was here recently at my church again, cool guy. wrote him a long email too. in both emails i sent the link to the church's website since i finished it a few days ago. the feeling of accomplishment is pretty sweet. i dare u to deny it! u cant, ha!
and i am currently running off of caffine, taurine, and whatever is in gatorade, monster, and starbucks' double shot expresso. did i drink them all at the same time? well... i had the double shot first, then i sipped the monster. i remembered why i dont like the green one. i need to stick to "assault" or "khaos" cuz they taste better. so i had a gulp of that, then i drank gatorade while i worked. it rehydrated and refueled well. replenished? i guess it did that too. berry+tropical punch flavor. yum. until i ran out.
why am i running off these liquids (and 2 pop tarts before i left and a cup of milk)? when i got out of work yesterday, i went to the park for like an hour, then got some coffee, a donut, and a bagel with cream cheese. yum. then went to church. yum. (seriously, it was a good service, my entire family including me was crying. a good cry.) went to wendy's for a black forest ham & swiss sandwich. yum. watched silly videos online for too long of a time instead of sleeping. boo! then at 6, i decide to sleep a lil, and set my alarm for 7.30 so i can get more food or whatever. i dont know why. i knew i wasnt gonna get up. but i did it anyway, and the result would b me constantly hitting snooze, which meant i slept in 5 min intervals. that was torture to me and my subconscious mind. why? i kept having bad dreams that got worse each time i went back to sleep. it wasnt cool at all. i decided around 8 to reset the alarm so i get a good 30mins or so. unfortunately throughout this time, i kept gettin phone calls and a text message.9.30 finally rolls around and i'm pissed. then i calm to grouchy. then jus annoyed/cranky. my mom sympathized, and i couldnt wait to come back home to bed. i eat my pop tarts and feel better as iread coupons to arby's wishing i was eating their sandwiches instead. then off to work i go, kinda late, but it coulda been worse if i drove the speed limit. it coulda been better if i'd known where the cops were at all times too. o well. 10.03 aint bad. i drag myself along the first 2 hours. it hurts to keep my eyes open. i'm slippin back down again. u know what that means...
hopefully the 2nd to last beverage for the day: a small iced coffee, light & sweet, with french vanilla & cinnamon. then when i get home: water. and maybe a sleepy-time pill to ensure hardcore sleeping.
i should keep my long johns in my book bag when it gets this cold in here. and a scarf. and a hat with a fluffy ball on the top.
[t.sterling]
~~~~~~~~~~~~~UPDATE @ 9AM~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
so no water, but i went out to breakfast with some ppl and they paid for me so it was all good. we went to friendly's. great place to meet new ppl. NOW i'm going to sleep. gonna put in "the imposters" to probably fall asleep on. purchase ppl, purcahse alum stanley tucci wrote, directed and starred in this funy movie. i saw the end of it. i like it. and i like stanley. more than wesley. snipes that is. sorry snipes.