In the end

Well, lots of changes are going on... i suppose you could call it that: changes. i decided i hate my handwriting, so i chose something new, something different and better.

someone, in essence, told me that i don't talk about things (my day/week, myself, life... etc) or talk much at all, really.... now that i think about it... so i am going to try very hard... very very hard.... because i find it so very difficult to share things. but i will make a conscious effort, both in typed from and in vocal form to share.

i have a job that i am settling into. i am trying to balance home life and work life and personal life and church and school and sleep (when i can find it)... it's been quite a chore... but i think i've mostly got the hang of it. just give me one more week and i think i'll have it down.

i think that i use too much slang... i shall be trying to use better words (if you will) in my speech... i don't know how long this will last... but i'm going to try. if it bothers you, let me know.



now, to matters of state:
my room is an absolute wreck because i have not been home and/or awake for more than two hours at any given moment on any given day for a week; and one of those two hours is spent at dinner or working on homework... but not to worry, because tonight i am not going to sleep and i shall right the whole situation.

in other news, i was looking at my keyboard and i realized that i only press the space bar with my right thumb. this has caused a smooth spot to form from wear on the space bar in the particular spot where my thumb usually rests or hits. i found this amusing, but not surprising.


Well, i cant promise that what i say won't be boring, and the content or how i say it might be cryptic (that's just my nature), but i can say that i will make a conscious effort to communicate more. and in the end, it's the thought that counts, right?



--as always