A good day
Wow! I publicly displayed my complete lack of athletic ability and I worked for 7 hours (two of which was washing table service for 70 by hand) and I still had a good day. I just soaked up the sunshine, the soccer, and the hard work. Exercise and hard manual labor both are fast-paced, so I really like giving my conscious mind a break and just to be able to work hard, then laugh with my friends, and go to bed tired. Plus i've gotten caught up with a few of my friends over the last few days, from the academy and from school. So here's my attempt at a positive outlook. Oh, and just so you all know, I suck at journaling. I generally only do it when things are going wrong. So if i sound totally depressed and miserable all the time, it's just because you're only getting one side of the story.