Not Much Happened

the title is pretty self explanatory for the day. not much happened. i've been working hard on that take home test that my math professor gave me, but it's got me stumped so tomorrow i'm going to go to math lab and get it all worked out. most of the day was pretty average though. it was beautiful weather, but i couldn't enjoy very much of it. i had lots to do though. i had to get the song that i'm doing for the recording session this weekend burned to cds to give to all of the fabulous people involved, and i had to study like a mug for biology and math. i was, however, feeling slightly productive today. i took it upon myself to do my laundry AND clean my room so that i could spend the rest of the week with one less thing on my mind. i also took a two hour nap today and woke up feeling great because before that i felt like i was going to hurl. after waking up i ate at the caf (go fig) and then went back to my room to settle. i put on some peasant music and began training again. training for what you say? why, i'm re-training in taekwondo. that's right. i'm putting my body back into shape so that i can teach others and have people around campus to fight so i can get energy out the fun and safe way. that excited me though. it was a very peaceful time which i ended with a cold shower and a warm cup of green tea with honey and sugar. then i began my math homework with made me slightly angry, but then again i felt so relaxed that i wasn't nearly as bothered as i usually would have been. the rest of the day has been pretty quiet, but i know that tomorrow holds a storm for me. it's the dreaded thursday. but i also am holding the super smash brothers tournament tomorrow night at 8, so that will be fun. i don't know how i'll do, but i love tournaments. as for now i'm going to bed so i can wake up for my eight o'clock class feeling refreshed. nothing is worse than sitting through a 3 hour biology class with heavy eyes. thanks to those of you who have been praying for me, because if you have, then i have been feeling it. my dreaded decision is not yet made, or it might be... i don't know. i guess it's all depending on the manner of which the deadline hits me... and i'm not too sure when that is... but my feelings are so mixed up. i'm working on being as rational as i can because my emotions are really clouding things up. i'm still playin it smooth though. hah... i just heard the greatest lyric! it's by ben kweller who says "you must really be hard if you're sleepin well tonight." do you ever wonder what people who put you through unecessary torture feel like? do they think about it at all, or am i just some rare specamin that lets stuff like that tease my brain. sometimes i guess i wish people were loosing sleep like me over matters at hand, but most of the time you just have to face reality and realize that it's your battle to fight and no one elses... battle battle battle blah blah blah. let me think about more peaceful things. i wish i could just walk outside tomorrow and magically be at the beach where no one else is. i think i would just sit there all day, and if i felt like it, i would walk up and down the shore until night. then i would lay down on a dune and watch the lights of the fishing boats out at sea, and i'd probably write a song. the song would probably be about the fickle spins that life plays on you when you least expect, and how for some reason we are attracted to that like an alcoholic to a bottle of wine. sorry i can't write happy music. i'm not very good at it and i've figured out why. it's because i act out my happiness, but i don't have much of a way to vent my solemn states of mind, so that's what i write about. i'd love to write about how great the sun makes me feel when the weather is just right, but it just doesn't flow from the pen the way serious words do. a slow or meloncholy song grips me so much more than that of a happy upbeat song. i'm going to bed now though. my sparatic thoughts are the first indicator of how tired i am... or maybe it's just listening to ben kweller. peace and love.