Days of My Life

It is so hot right now! And by "now," I mean at 11:47 at night! This farcical nonsense must stop. Not like anyone can hear my demand... Agh, I have to remember to send something via UPS tomorrow. So, the biggest piece of news as of this moment, as far as I can remember, is that classes end on Thursday, which is a mere two days away. I no longer have to go to the gym, but I think that I still will, since tomorrow's the last day and I have nothing better I want to do anyway. Gosh darn it, I'm going to miss going to the gym and working out everyday. Now I have to actually run on cement as opposed to whatever material treadmills are made out of. And I'm going to miss...well, everything about that place (except when its Wednesday crowds and occasional random Tuesday ones too). Statistics class, however, is a much different story. But it's not really like we do much in there; I just play WordChallenge on Facebook for the majority of the time. :) This morning, a plum

That's what I've been doing a whole bunch of these days. Far too much waiting for far too impatient of a person. Even though I'm working on it, I still mind it. It isn't a good feeling to wait around all day for just one thing or just one person to happen or to show up. Just imagine, as I'm sure you all can, how much worse it gets when you realize how idiotic this is, but you continue to do it anyway. What fools we all are to sit and wait for things to happen, for people to show up. We're wasting our lives like this. It is currently 11:33 P.M. And my mother has just begun to yell at me to go to sleep. Go figure. I'm just repeatedly listening to "Tears from Polaris" from that one Taiwanese drama I watched a few weeks back. Speaking of which, I started "Corner with Love" today, another Taiwanese (I suspect) drama that a few friends suggested. And now I have to go to bed before my mother goes ballistic. I'll be back tomorrow, the day aft

My throat really hurts, and I don't even know why. I really, really hope I don't get sick. :( Some of you might already know about my bruise. For those of you who don't, here's the story: Yesterday, I fell down while going UP two different flights of stairs. The first time, I had almost reached the top when I thought that I was already at the top and didn't lift my leg because I believed that I was on a flat surface. So basically, I missed the step and I tumbled forward. About half a minute later, I hit my hipbone hard against the doorknob on my way to the bathroom. An hour later occurred the second fall. I was going up an uncarpeted flight of stairs this time. Four or five steps up, I suddenly just fell! Something must have really been bothering me, because when I tried to reach for the railing about four inches right behind me, I missed. So I fell some more... And upon trying to get back up, I fell back down again because I didn't have the strength to do so!

It is 12:53 P.M. at the moment, and I am already bored (I woke up at 11:11 A.M.) and tired of being so. Last night, I didn't fall asleep until nearly 2:30 and I actually didn't wake up five hours later! Oh, now I know why: the construction workers are off today. Gosh darn it, can they not be off everyday? It isn't like anybody is actually going to occupy the new apartment they are working on. Goodness gracious. I realize that I have issues--many of them. And they just keep piling atop one another, never diminishing completely. I think that I need to learn to let go of a lot of things and just believe, trust, and move on. asdfjkl; There are a few matters I would absolutely love to rant about in writing (or, in this case, typing), but I'm not certain that this is the appropriate place for doing so, so I'll restrain myself as best as I can. Nonetheless, ASDFJKL;@#$%! Great, now I've made myself feel unsettled again, which was what kept me up so late last night. So