Today just sucks sucks sucks sucks sucks. I unknowingly singed the hair off of one of my fingers when I turned my stove on and kept smelling burnt hair every time I took a sip of my tea. I was so convinced that I had left the stove on or that something invisible was burning in my kitchenette. Silly Sidney, what an idiot.
Work was work as usual. I spent the day walking around like a zombie and as soon as I could I got out of there. I went to Marshalls afterwards and picked up a few things for P90X. I figure if I'm really going to do this I need to push myself and really commit to the program. I'm not going to get fit and skinny just sitting around. I'm also going to add in running this weekend too. I need to improve my endurance for field hockey and ice hockey and pep band. It would be terrible if I passed out in the middle of a basketball just because I didn't have the lung capacity to play my saxophone. Plus no one wants to settle for the chubby girl.
I want to get out of the city. I know school's just begun, but I feel so cramped and overwhelmed little I'm hyperventilating in a space I'm sharing with six million other people. I want to get away and go to the sea. Recently I considered staying here after school and getting an apartment with a friend and continuing on here, but I don't know if I could or why I even entertained silly thoughts like that. I need to get out of here and stretch my wings for a little while. I was going to go away on Monday, but my dad told me to stay here. Maybe I'll just go out to Valley Forge and hike around for the day.
Work was work as usual. I spent the day walking around like a zombie and as soon as I could I got out of there. I went to Marshalls afterwards and picked up a few things for P90X. I figure if I'm really going to do this I need to push myself and really commit to the program. I'm not going to get fit and skinny just sitting around. I'm also going to add in running this weekend too. I need to improve my endurance for field hockey and ice hockey and pep band. It would be terrible if I passed out in the middle of a basketball just because I didn't have the lung capacity to play my saxophone. Plus no one wants to settle for the chubby girl.
I want to get out of the city. I know school's just begun, but I feel so cramped and overwhelmed little I'm hyperventilating in a space I'm sharing with six million other people. I want to get away and go to the sea. Recently I considered staying here after school and getting an apartment with a friend and continuing on here, but I don't know if I could or why I even entertained silly thoughts like that. I need to get out of here and stretch my wings for a little while. I was going to go away on Monday, but my dad told me to stay here. Maybe I'll just go out to Valley Forge and hike around for the day.
I heard this song on the radio this morning. I love Guster, why did I stop listening to them?
