Oh my God, I'm exhausted.
(No it's not from working strenuously on this blogger template even though it gave me much frustration and you know it looks siccckkkk)
It's ACTUALLY from the gym. The g.y.m....not once....but TWICE today.
Not at normal time but at old peopl...er..bright and early time. Yeah so it was bright and early at 6:00 a.m. and no students were in sight when suddenly the gym explodes with the AARP.
i don't even know.
They sure gave me one helluva workout though.
That spinning business is no joke.
My feet were pumpin. My legs were achin.
In the end, I think I survived though. I made it back to Chestnut before the place even stirred, got in the shower, and I wish I could say I went back to bed, but I'm way too much a loser for that.
I did my homework. Forced myself down by the window, threw away the ethernet cable, and typed away on my laptop until the Composition paper was finished.
Then everything else today was boring.
I just came back from gym run #2...lifted this time. (Guess i kinda gotta get in shape for spring break)
And the rest of this week is lookin good.
Once I get yet ANOTHER piece done for creative writing that's due tomorrow (since when do writing majors have to write so much anyway) I'll be home free.
Thursday night (self explanatory)
Friday nothingnesss
Saturday blood drive and home
Sunday new york city and broadway
w00t
Labels: 2. The Transition Period