10/6/08

I just interacted in class and I was the big bad wolf. Anyways, I woke up this morning at about 5 A.M. and believe it or not I was super happy. I still had another hour to sleep. We had baseball practice this morning at 6:30, so I had to be up and ready to run by then. It started off not to bad, but that was because the first sweet sixteen isnt bad. It's after the first one the day gets long. We run 1 for every person who is late or doesn't show up. We only had to do 4 before we started doing the regular conditioning. The regular conditiong was a deck of cards with jokers, which represented what we were going to do. The number on the card represented how much we would do, and the suit was the type we would. Jokers were the sweet sixteens, so we ended up doing what seemed like a lot. Everytime we did them I would start out hard and end up dead. We also did burpees, sit-ups, push-ups, and squat jumps. After practice I went to my room and tried to sleep, but was unsuccessful. I just laid there looking at the clock anticipating it would jump over the hours so I could go to sleep for a good nights rest. It never happened, and soon enough I ended up in class. The weekend wasn't too bad, other than having to get up for baseball on sunday, but other than that I finished about 90% of my homework, which I know isn't good enough but I was happy to get that much done. I was so tired all weekend I hardly had the ambition to do anything. I am pretty sure I'm over the mono, but I am still eating healthy, like I always should, and getting sleep when I can. Today is the first time we've written in our blogs in what seems like forever. It is nice to get some of the details out again. It's interesting looking back a year or two from now and seeing what I was thinking at this particular moment. We did this throughout my High School and Junior High years, and I still look back and laugh because I would do some of the strangest things. I would draw pictures of dinosaurs, or write about how the guy next to me was tapping his foot. I would also barely touch my pencil on the paper so it's hard to make out what I was writing. The most common words I used had to be umm or I don't know what to write about. There were days that I would write an entire 3 pages just using that. I don't even know why I wasted the paper or the time. I could have just sat there and stared into space like most other kids. I was always a shy kid so I never shared anything important or anything that people would laugh at me. It was always pointed towards something random. Goodbye.