Left with Spit in my Hand

Today has been a pretty awesome day!! And that might be an understatement. Start off with getting to UAB early enough to study Anatomy and had a pretty active group discussion in Speech. Then a light arm work out with MiKayla followed with a timed mile of 6:34 (and yes I just time -dropped... get it?). Then I turned in my essay test in Philosophy! Which meant no class for me, moreover, because of Labor Day, MiKayla and I had no Anatomy lab today!! So our weekend started at about 12:15pm today!!!!! We grabbed an amazing lunch at Subway where MiKayla was pretty hyper, if I may say so myself!!! Also we totally saw a Charlie Sheen look-a-like at subway too!!! The only downfall of the day was when I rubbed my eye only to relocate my contact in my eye. But don't worry I found it when if fell on the nasty rug, which caused me to spit in my hand to rehydrate it until I could retrieve my contact fluid for a cleanse. So today I believe I will finish up with some studying and maybe a small bike ride if I am lucky!

New Goal: Beat Erin's mile of 6:09!

(so Erin be sure to rub your much faster time in my face to motivate me! Competition is the best motivation!)

too many exclamation points?

uhh yeah

Okay this is the first time in a while that I have actually had the night to relax. I don't have to have to rust to work or to class, no, now I can just sit and watch whatever on the TV. Sometimes I tell myself that today will be the day I will just quit my job and then I wont have to worry about it affecting my school and study schedule. But right after that thought I think about if I would even really use that time productively. I know I wouldn't. So sometimes it feels like I am just going through the motions. Like I am not using all my potential. I don't want to wake up 20 years from now thinking that I have done nothing worth while in my life. I mean I don't think that I have to cure cancer for my life to be worth while, but I just think that there must be something that makes this all worth while, you know.

And this is where I will sound stupid or ignorant of real life, but ever since I was little there has been a small part of me where I wish that maybe I could like trade lives with somebody else who has a harder life then me. So like if I can overcome it, then my life would have a purpose... or something. Like no matter what happens then at least you have accomplished something. But now that I think about it, it almost seems like if that was the case then I would not have to take the risk of failing or succeeding at something major.

But maybe I am looking at this the wrong way. This gives me the chance to accomplish a major achievement. What that is, I am not sure yet.