Thursday, March 25, 2010
Today was a generalized *meh* day.
I didn't get to work out today because my phone is constantly stupid. And I mean stupid. I've been using my phone recently (I think I have to go back to my iHome) as an alarm to avoid waking up my housemates. Well, it hasn't been going off as planned recently. *eye roll* So I don't know what's going on with that. Hopefully it'll go off tomorrow.
Journaled today but I haven't written the full manifest I was going to write.
Also, I found out that I essentially totalled my car. For all intents and purposes, if my cousin can't work his automobilic magicks, I have to get a new car. By that, I mean my parents have to get me a new car. I don't really want a new car -- if I get a new car, that isn't a piece of crap, I can't really call it the Millennium Falcon now, can I? But it is what it is. It mainly means that I'm stuck down here without a car until at least Easter, most likely, and then that's provided that I can get *home* Easter weekend. That Saturday we would probably go vehicle shopping. And that Sunday I'd have to drive a new car back to school.
Don't get me wrong, it'd be nice to have a car that I don't have to prop the hatch up with a stick or have things roll around in the doors or worry about the inside of the hatch falling off someday or actually have working speakers. But it gives my car this great *different* feeling, and all the jokes will go away. :( I never thought I'd be legitimately sad about maybe having to get a new car.
Anyway, I got a paper back Wednesday and forgot to say that it's apparently the best paper I've ever written, and the professor informed me that I should edit it, make it longer, and submit it into the history honor society national paper contest. Well, I'm all for paper contests.
I haven't checked my food report yet. Doing that and then going to bed. Overall, I give today approximately an A- -- even with that no-bake cookie in class today.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
I'm feeling pretty good about today already.
I mean, I didn't (apparently) get enough carbs or protein (under by 4 and 6, respectively) and I got about 4 points too much fat (eh). Surprisingly, I seem to be eating enough calorie wise.
I got the greatest compliment today. At least, I think it was a compliment. One of my classmates looked at my lunch (feta and pesto pizza and a crapload of steamed carrots, mmm, I love carrots) and informed me "Wow, you eat really healthy." Now, the feta and pesto pizza was primarily the best food my cafeteria had today, which isn't saying much, apart from the carrots. And I've been eating salads for the past gazillion days so I really needed a break. And mmm. It might nota been the best choice but it sure was worth the calories.
And I skipped desert!!! *proud music plays*
So so far, so good.
Plus, I'm going to write a manifesto. I don't know why. Maybe, if I just write a manifesto, maybe it'll all ring true for me. As a sociologist, we like manifestos. Look at Marx's. It's kinda stupid and outdated but we love the darn thing.
Basically, I like writing. Fantasy stories, rally calls, battles, journals (okay, maybe not so much). But I just love writing. And I haven't really power-written since high school. I think a personal manifesto full of positive-thinking glory is overdue.
On a more complanative note (I think I just invented that word), I really really REALLY just want school to be over. I'm sick of my housemates, sick of my classes, and in general just want this heck of a semester to be over and done with.
And my head hurts. I think it's crying because I'm cramming it too full of useless information. That and I believe my immune system is still vacaying in the Bahamas, and therefore I'm vulnerable to just about everything. I hate stress. Oh, indeed I do.
But next semester is all but squared away: I have three great roomies lined up, a plan to loft my bed (hahaha, exercise to get sleep hun), only three (maybe 3.5) classes, and my senior thesis. And for my senior thesis, I walked out of a meeting at 2 today with an advisor and a plan.
I like plans.
I have a plan.
Plan the work, and work the plan.
Still not sure what my Bible chapter of the day will be.
Oh, and I got 1/2 of my recommitment present today -- a pretty red compact and a happy-stuff-on-one-side-rant-on-the-other journal! I was quite happy. Hopefully the rest will be coming in tomorrow or Friday. If it comes in tomorrow I'll be checking it into the package room myself. Teeheehee. I love my job.
Can't wait to sit the information desk over senior week and see all my drunk graduating friends. Hahahahahaha.
Ah well. Probably going to bed soon -- I have a cardio day tomorrow, so I better get up and do it!
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Well, so this is my first blog entry, and the end of my first half-day on SparkPeople.com. It's already been tough. I've had some people add me as friends, and I'm immediately amazed that people care that I'm doing this. For so long I've been surrounded by people who don't seem to care that I'm struggling with this, and I already feel so empowered.
Already I've told SP to make me a strength plan . . . maybe, if I can get up at 7:30, do a half-hour strength workout with my resistance bands, I will actually do it and not get exhausted by noon because I won't have to walk to the gym. I've been having such a problem actually pulling myself out of bed recently, and I don't think stress -- between school, my crappy roommates, the insomnia it's causing, and other assorted issues -- is helping with that.
So I was reminded of Ps. 6 today, and chose it as my Bible Reading chapter of the day. Thought I'd put it on here.
O LORD, do not rebuke me in your anger
or discipline me in your wrath.
Be merciful to me, LORD, for I am faint;
O LORD, heal me, for my bones are in agony.
My soul is in anguish.
How long, O LORD, how long?
Turn, O LORD, and deliver me;
save me because of your unfailing love.
No one remembers you when he is dead.
Who praises you from the grave?
I am worn out from groaning;
all night long I flood my bed with weeping
and drench my couch with tears.
My eyes grow weak with sorrow;
they fail because of all my foes.
Away from me, all you who do evil,
for the LORD has heard my weeping.
The LORD has heard my cry for mercy;
the LORD accepts my prayer.
All my enemies will be ashamed and dismayed;
they will turn back in sudden disgrace.
Great stuff, huh?
Ironically enough, when I went on BibleGateway to c/p that, the Verse of the Day was “Blessed is the man who perseveres under trial, because when he has stood the test, he will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love him.”- James 1:12.
Maybe God has heard my cry for mercy and everything is about to change.
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