It's been a short day today. Its 4am and my day is only about 11 hours old. I guess that's what you get for sleeping late
. I had weird dreams though, dreaming about ravishing a girl's body, then waking up when she spoke my name. That was sort of weird but then, like anything, all good things must come to an end
I woke up, and realized how late it has been. I've been getting calls all day on my cell phone, especially from Ikea
. People wanting me to start early, stay late, take shifts, whatever other junk they wanted. So tomorrow, instead of having a light afternoon shift, I have a day long evening shift. While I didn't really want it, I need the money
to live right? I resist the urge to eat something simply because I didn't want to have to spoil my dinner. Besides, supper was only two hours away anyways.
My sister comes home and I run out to get my haircut. The place that cuts hair for 10 bucks is closed for the day so I had to pay almost 15 bucks. Irritating little bugger
s. I come home, my mom and other sister still not home. We proceeded to eat. Since MrFurious
didn't want to go to the gym, I went alone, with my sister giving me a ride.
I saw some high school students on the way inside and felt older than I am already. But I proceeded to go inside. I start with some cardio again, but this time for one hour, which left me about 22 miles. I didn't feel it at the time, but I sure as hell did when I got home. I finished up my workout with some weight training and off I go.
I call my sister for a ride but to no avail. I call MrFurious
thinking that he might go to the arcade and that I may walk over to his house and ride over with him. But he didn't so I decided to walk home. That was a big big big mistake.
As I was walking home, I passed through this really dark road. I didn't mind. I had my korean
music blasting in my ear. I even saw my lady friend as she was heading hoem in her Honda Civic
. Then I started walking through an area that I used to hang around in a lot. Memories started flooding me, as they have been for the last few days. While I pass them all the time, I never look at them, and in the darkness, it seemed as if I could hear the voices of the past beckoning to me. It overwhelmed me, almost making me fall to my knees as I stopped to look at the darkness. I stood there, with streetlight hanging overhead, beaming their light down on me. I slowly started to walk over, then I decided against it. I ran to the nearby convenience store to catch my breath, and to grab some water. I kept walking and walking and walking and never realized how much memories
these places meant to me. I ran, continuously, and kept running. I only stopped because I dropped my gym shirt. Overwhelming memories
flowed through me, and it made my heart beat faster than my workout. As I got to a far enough distance, I didn't realize how fast I moved or how much I ran. Slowly, I paced my way home.
On the way home, I found myself thinking again. The first defense for me was to start singing out loud. I guess I'm one of those people who aren't multi-tasking
so I simply got rid of my ability to think. If you're talking to yourself, you can't think deeply.
I get home, and go online for about 10 minutes. Then I head off for some well deserved rest and relaxation
. Great invention, the bathtub
. Fill with hot water, soak for about 30 minutes, play some of your favorite music and let it rejuvenate your body. I get out and grab my snack, then head over to the computer.
After installing Audiogalaxy satellite
software, I download some more music by SES
and play some Brood War
. Of course, I died horribly as it fell down to 2 vs 1. Now I'm here, after watching some Batman
I bandaged my right knee. It hurts right behind the knee, it feels like a tendon is being ripped. But that's not the concern right now. I've been thinking too damn much lately but I can't seem to shake it off. I think the biggest frustration is the fact that I need to grow up but don't have the ability to do so. Let me clarify that. Its not that I do not have the ability to do so, rather it being the fact that I do not have the willpower to do it. It scares me, at least my inability to do anything. So, now, before I sleep, I listen to some SES
, hoping that their song Dreams Come True