Hit It!

Had cleaned out my disgusting bedroom this morning. Am only half done. Took a tally and have realized, I own too many clothes.

Is that possible?

Have just been running where I ran with the Preston track team. Render went there. It's nice to see girls running for a change, as opposed to the usual, men and some letcherous teenage boys. The park is beautiful now that spring has broken in. The dew is so thick though... it's difficult to breathe.

I'm not that young anymore. I need to set goals, some aspirations for myself, define what it is exactly I want out of life and how to get it. I've been sleeping lately, Render says. Wasting my time with losers I don't care about and couldn't care less about me. I feel I haven't evolved. This is sick, this narcisitic love of my youth, long gone now and in some ways beginning. I've been ignoring the problem long enough.

GOALS FOR SPRING/SUMMER 2006

1. Forget about J.J. and C.J. Enough. Forgive them and move on. They can't drag me down anymore.

2. Learn to drive, once and for all.

3. Find a better job after London.

4. Enjoy London and really take something back from it.

5. Revamp my circle of friends, editing all the negative ones. I need to cut ties with what I no longer believe in.

6. Move out on my own. This, much like a new job, comes after London.

7. End all the bad thoughts. Wasting time on things that don't really matter in the end is just annoying and wasteful.


And so we embark on a new thing here.

Fabulous!