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Friday, January 28, 2005
Been a while since I did a post like this.
Don't work at all this weekend. I feel kind of guilty and kind of happy and kind of not happy about it all at once. Guilty because I'm losing money I'll need sometime or another, happy because I don't have to be slaving away at the Steak Buffet all weekend, and not happy because four days off of that place and school at once just isn't enough and also because I know these four days will pass too fast.
My internet downstairs refuses to work. It's because the computer up here is so crappy, and also that our cable modem's ethernet won't work. I've got a wireless connection down there, so stuff not working up here makes it so I'm screwed.
Ryan came over here for about an hour or so, and we tried to get my internet working, but no luck.
DDR is easily becoming the meaning to my existence. I played it for about 2 hours or so today, and burned 1,000 calories. Also, I ran 2 miles, and I have weights class so I did a lot of lifting there as well. On DDR, I'm playing Heavy now. I can get B's and C's most of the time, and D's on some of the much harder songs. Heavy's pretty damn hard, but I'm getting used to it and getting better every day.
School, as well as work, is rather routine at this point. I tend to remain pretty neutral in my mood, although at times I just feel in a bad mood, usually for no reason. I felt like that earlier today, at school, during AP Government, for whatever reason. It subsided a while after that, though.
Today in AP English we analyzed this poet who is from here's stuff. He's dead. We had to anaylze a poem about Auschwitz, the nazi concentration camp, and the discussion about it was really, really lame. Since it is second semester, I now have AP English 5th period instead of 2nd. I miss my 2nd period class, they were a lot more lively. I ended up doing most of the discussion in our class, so much so that Beaudoin told me in a kindly way to shut up.
Tomorrow we have poetry friday in that class. I'll end up reading one of the recent poems I've posted in here. I'll probably read "today," because I'm pretty proud of that poem.
Which reminds me, I need to get to work on my novel again. I haven't written in it in ages. I don't know, I want to get it done by the end of this year, but it's just going nowhere. It's about something, but more than not, it isn't about much. It doesn't even really have a plot. . .but maybe that's a good thing?
I think I'll go to sleep now, I'm feeling pretty tired. I love my sleep.
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