you know, there just comes a point in your life when you just can't do it anymore. i don't even know what "it" is, i just know i can't do it right now. there's just too much. it just gets to be too much. but i guess that's when i'm best..when there is too much going on. i work best in stressful situations. i've been watching the guardian today, and some of the quotes just hit me. "you have to know your limits" "you can't save everyone, and you have to save yourself first". it's that last part i'm having trouble with; i usually don't put myself first, but maybe it's time i do. i don't know. lots of thinking to do. this is what happens when i have a day that i have nothing to do. i think, and that thinking usually leads to more thinking and questions that i don't have the answers for. it's slightly frustrating.
anywho, lots to do this weekend. probably going to spend most of tomorrow getting it done before the strongsville game. sunday is usually worthless and unproductive. i have an attention span of about 8 seconds when it comes to studying or writing papers. i just have no motivation to do as well as i've done the past 7 semesters. coming into the home stretch and i just don't care. that's fantastic; it's only february.

"Hell, I've always been old Ben. Ya' know what though, I don't mind. I mean if my muscles ache, it's because I've used 'em. It's hard for me to walk up them steps now, its 'cuz I walked up 'em every night to lay next to a man who loved me. I got a few wrinkles here and there, but I've layed under thousands of skies with sunny days. I look and feel this way, well cuz I drank and I smoked. I lived and I loved, danced, sang, sweat and screwed my way through a pretty damn good life if you ask me. Getting old ain't bad Ben. Getting old, that's earned."
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