Tracks.

I feel very stuck or restricted in my current life, almost as if I'm walking down a path without any chances to turn. It may not even be that there aren't chances to turn, I just might not be willing to accept the randomness of what might happen. The path I'm on is leading into what seems to me as a comfortable normal life. On average I'm doing average which is better off than many other people. Still, I don't like or want to acknowledge such a boring future but I'm not yet ready to do something unboring. There are definatly worse paths to be on but as an analagy to baseball, nothing really interesting can happen until you swing the bat...hmm, I think that was paraphrased from a cartoon show or something.

Maybe it comes down to this, as I've said, for someone with such high expectations, I sure am lazy.

Mondays.

My mondays suck. The end.

Well I guess I can babble about something before class in 5 minutes. Anyone tried those Dasani Raspberry water drinks? Terrible. I found one sitting on top of a soda machine last night. Even though it was unopened, it looked suspicious. I drank it anyway because I was thirsty but damn it's nasty stuff. Tasted like fake. I guess that's why someone left it there in the first place.

Poison.