Breath, keep breathing. Don't lose your nerve. Breath, keep breathing.
Argh. I'm pretty bad at studying. A test this morning proved that beyond a shadow of a doubt. I suppose it's OK to take some time in the first semester of college to figure these things out, but dangit, I'm getting graded!
So far, this hasn't been a very happy week. Exit Music seems pretty fitting -- depressing and emotional.
How is it November? What happened to the last three months of my life? I remember just yesterday being at LinuxWorld and enjoying AP Stumps over in San Jose.
How come my Concepts of Lifetime Fitness class stresses eating so well and I'm not able to get any good food at the cafeteria? Sure, things taste good most of the time, but it is nearly impossible for me to eat in a healthy-lifestyle manner. Throwing some crappy carrots and bell peppers on the side doesn't help the dripping-with-oil fajitas or fat loaded beef.
Ok, I'm in a bad mood. I'm gonna blow some steam before I blow.
I can't do this alone.