Just to stray off-topic, which I do not like doing, but I feel is
necessary to so my head is more clear when I do train. Been distracted
at the gym before and it was a big waste of time in terms of
efficiency. I'd sit there and think about stuff before I realized that
6 minutes had gone by, when I was supposed to wait for only 1 minute.
So today George got a date to prom. Was the last day to purchase
tickets. Looks like I'm not going. Was actually feeling depressed and I
don't know why. Depression always means anger, mostly for me. I was mad
at George even. I was mad at everyone. I was mad at my locker, too; I
punched it, and made a huge dent in it. It looked awesome, like it was
a form of identification for me. Then I felt better. And then I
realized that punching makes me happier than going to prom would,
happier than anything would. So it's good now.
Wednesday, May 4, 2005
I'm making an entry early in the morning before school to vent out some
frustrations. Total of 4 hours of sleep, and I woke up late with no
time for usual breakfast, which takes an approximately an hour to
consume. Gonna post-pone lifting until tomorrow when I'm more in the
game and have more rest. Did a total of 16 one-handed push-ups on each
arm to wake me up.
I feel better already.