Monday, October 11, 2010
11:52 PM ● post traumatic stress disorder

monday: class 10-1150; 2-250; dodgeball 8-9
tuesday: class 11-1220; 6-850; gym 1-330
wednesday: class 10-1150; 2-250; choula paper; free run
thursday: class 2-250; mid-term; running clinic 6-8 (6k); work 515-815
friday: class 11-1220; work 515-815
saturday: work 1215-615; free run
sunday: soccer 2-330; 6k run

repeat, if not dead.

this, in a nutshell is my life on an average week. don't forget there's homework and reading and yadda yadda yadda in there. there's truly no time for any yaddas, but i've squeezed yaddas on yaddas. i need a palm pilot just to remind me how much i don't remember to do. this week i have to bail on my running clinic on thursday because i have to work. i have to bail on my gym night on friday because i have to work. i can't go out on friday night because i have to get up at a decent time to go running on saturday because i have to work. sunday i have to make sure i can still walk with all the running so i can play soccer on my ailing team.

i need a twin no one knows about; perhaps one that can go to school while i work to make money to pay for all of this shit. i need another few days in the week also... and someone to write that choula paper since i've got nooo clue what the hell it's about. i can't even bring myself to read the damn sources! fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.


one day off... and i squandered it sleeping. oh well, that'll make up for all the sleep i'll lose this week somewhere. shit.

xxxxxx

(live)