I was lucky enough to miss the droning sound of my alarm clock this morning...My mother came in to wake me up at 5:50am.
The previous day my math teacher Mr. Preacher had told me that taking a nice 30 minute run on the morning of finals would calm my nerves a bit. I figured I'd try anything. So there I was, roling out of the comfort of my new sheets to go and send my tired body into a ragged pace. I lazily slipped on my spandex pants and sweat shirt and headed out the door.
It was cold outisde, and for once i didn't mind the bipolar weather of Portland...it seemed just right today. I cranked up my Ipod and and ran for a good 30 minutes, returning home sweaty and red.
I gluped down a few sips of the protein shake mr. Whecter had given me...a bit to sweet for my taste, but I figured my brain needed some food for tought.
Gery my step dad was sitting at the island in the kitchen when I got home, we exchanged a few simple words then i went to go study some math equations...whoop-dee-doo.
I knew that I had them down for now, but as soon as I get into that classroom...POOF! like magic. all of the knowledge I ever held will magicaly disapere.
What wonderful luck I have.
Anyway...Last night on the ride home from my rothers graduation it hit me. Right smack in the face laughing at me, like the does the rest of our poor souls. I'm getting older. I mean, it's not to the point that I need to start planning my Will or anything...but all my dreams and everything...I mean...50 years from now I'm not going to be capapble of doing what I love...I won't be able to just pick up and travel, leave everything behind...or sleep on a cement floor.
I don't take risks...well not risky risks...I want to live life for every damn momment that I have...Enjoys the summers soft breezes.
I'm determined of seeing the world.
Mark my words, I will.
*Sigh*
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