I did it. I finally made myself run. It was definitely a wake up call. I barely ran half and mile and I feel like I'm dying. If it wasn't my ride side that hurts so much, I'd be afraid I was having a heart attack. I was going to walk for a little bit and run some more when I felt better, but I was in so much pain that I just came home. Now I know ( Read more... )

I need a jump start. I'm so tired of being out of shape and fat, but I can't bring myself to start running or working out. I know that once I do it, I'll be fine and I'll be able to make myself keep doing it. But I know that that first time is going to suck, and because of that I keep making excuses. Oh it's too cold, it's too hot, it's going to be ( Read more... )

San Francisco, here I come.

I've realized how fat I've gotten recently. Now I know I'm not necessarily a tub-o or anything. No one's gonna be picking on me for being the fat kid, but I've got a fucking gut. One that I can't help but stick out all too often ( Read more... )

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My philosophy final was way easier than I was expecting.
I only had to answer one question. It practically spoon-fed me the answers, given that it was open-book.

Anyway, I paid Balboa Park a visit the other night and took some pictures.


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My philosophy final is not going to go well tomorrow ( Read more... )

The more I think about it, the more ecstatic I am to be rid of the wash. That place was sucking away my soul, I swear. It just made me a miserable, bitter person. And while I need to find a new job, I feel great ( Read more... )

I am unemployed.

The paper that I was freaking out about the other day is still freaking me out. It's going to end up being 4 pages, at most. I don't know what I'm writing. It's just a bunch of bullshit and I'm only almost to the bottom of page 3. I don't know what else I'm going to write ( Read more... )