I have no desire to do anything. I am so sick of school and we are not even a month into the semester. This is me. Today in my nutrition class. I am sitting in the front. Writing this blog post. Drinking my milk juice box I had to force myself to come to class. And it was only because I thought we had a test this week...it's not till next week. I just want it to be summer so I can do fun things and be warm and get tan and be outside and not have to go to classes that I don't like. I am sick of school all I want to do is play. Which is a real bummer because I am in some classes that need me to be focused and determined to get good grades and put in the work needed to be successful. I also have another problem. I am a poor college student. And I want to buy things. Things that I need. But probably shouldn't spend money on anyways. Today I especially want to buy a new pair of running shoes. And here is something you should understand about me...I am a saver. I am cheap. I am a thrifter. And for me to spend money it takes A LOT! I have looked at these shoes online for WEEKS now and I want them really bad. I am taking a spinning class twice a week plus I am starting to work out again so that I can get myself back in shape (I want to run some small races this summer, I think that would be fun) so I need new shoes. I am still wearing the same running shoes I bought the start of my Junior year of high school...which was several years ago. But I am still poor. And I need to eat. Which is a bummer. Cause all I want to do is buy my new running shoes, and other things. Ohh woe is me. I guess I will just pay attention to nutrition class....or maybe not. We'll see.
It's been a while since I have written anything on here. And I know it's been a while. I know that the last few weeks have been crazy, and that that is part of it. But I also know that I have sat down to write here more times than I would care to admit. I know that I have a million thoughts running around in my head. I know that I want to figure out how to let the words out and have them make sense. I know I have all these ideas about what I want to do with my life, what I want to accomplish, and who I want to become, and yet I lack the knowledge of how to get there. I know I have dreams. I know I want to be somebody that people can look up too someday. I know what I love. I know I have to make choices. I know that I ramble. A lot. I know a lot of things. Maybe I will talk about everything. Maybe I will save a post or two for another day. I know that this post is going to be long. I know that this post may be very varied when it comes to topics. I know that n...

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