that's cute.

Spring Break '05. First Spring Break of my college career....wow man.

Today I am functioning off one hour of sleep. Plus two hours of naps during the day. I am friggin tired. Days are so hard to live now...be it without motivation or without adequate physical essentials...life just gets harder, doesn't it?

SUNDAY::: damn, I don't remember what I did. I think I did laundry. Uhhhh....get tacos with Noemi? Was that Sunday?

MONDAY:::My sister, my cousin, and I went to see Ring 2 because they wanted to go see it. I thought it was kinda weak. But it's all good.

TUESDAY:::stayed home, fools. Why? Because I was so disgustingly sick. My sister and I baked coooookies. MmMm so yum. Watched American Idol with my family. Good times.

WEDNESDAY:::Hung out with some Alpha Q and their Bsquare. Fun times with the bonfire. Friggin Oakland girls. "That's cute." Reading URBAN LEGENDS. How fun.

THURSDAY:::JURY DUTY...SO LAME, but I did catch up on some reading. Just got back from some quality Eta time with Mama Lou. Always fun. Had some tacos, hit "the spot," and watched Boogeyman...which was mediocre at best. But that's fine, because I love my Etas and our mamas, and anytime is a good time.

So...I don't know...in retrospect, it doesn't seem like I did much, but being home has been nice. For the most part. Other than the parentals going all nutso and curfews, did I spell that right....anyway...yeah. Being home is like fresh air. Hanging with the cousins and stuff, even though they're so weird. Got to STRUM MY GUITAR again. But just strum....because I let my cousin borrow it for school...LOUNGIN...no obligations...quiet, reflection time. Maybe too much quiet, reflection time, but I need it. If the tv in my room were working, I would watch a movie or something. But it doesn't work.

You know when you're bored and you want someone to talk to? I kinda wish I could talk to someone right now. But I guess it's best that I sleep. I'm really sleepy. I can't believe it's FRIDAY. If I could rewind again...it'd be cool. And I'd wake up earlier and pack things to do in my days. Instead of being a lounger. Just chatting the days away. But I did work on stuff....ACK. I have a lot to do still...stressin out.

Sometimes I want to quit everything just for a day or two of peace. Or like disappear for a while, just to clear my head...disappear all alone to get inside my own head and do some re-filing of thoughts...Because even though there's break, you know that they're waiting for you after, just around the corner....life is cruel.

Waking up gets exceedingly more difficult and discouraging.