#04212015

I want to do something cool with having a blog again. 

I remade partially because of an excess of free time, but also because I missed having an outlet. I don’t know what it’s an outlet for, but that’s all the more reason for me to start this, eh? 

Music and cooking are both very therapeutic, but they don’t have the same feeling as I remember this site to have. I suppose it’s probably got something to do with it being public. 

Regardless, I want to start a journal. 

I woke up late today. I don’t want to make it a habit. I just find it hard to wake up when there’s nothing to do/planned. I’m good at staying productive when I’m awake, but finding the motivation to get out of bed is tough.  I was up at 2pm, and had time for a quick meal of leftover pasta before going to meet a friend at the gym. 

It was alright. Normally, I love the gym. Working out is awesome. There’s nothing more satisfying than pushing yourself to your limits, and succeeding. Makes other tasks seem more feasible. It’s my way of staying motivated, and it’s taught me how to focus on the task at hand, something that’s proven to be useful in both school and work. But today was alright. We were both late, and met in the changeroom. I started with cardio (I wasn’t as tired as I usually am afterwards, so that’s hella), and then joined him in the weight room. We worked chest today, and then he had to go. I didn’t do so well (which is probably why I thought today was only alright), and somehow my left side got mad weak without me noticing. I had to drop a fair amount of weight off my bench to compensate, and even then I’m not happy about how I did. Needs work.

He had to leave early, and I went with him. I figured I’d go to the gym by my house later on in the day (almost ~conveniently~ forgot about that. Thanks, journal).

If I’m going to skydive again before I leave, plans need to be made now. I texted some people while on the bus home. People generally seem keen, but it’s expensive. Ah well, Their loss. 

I’m going to power through the rest of this, because like I said before, I still need to hit the gym. 

I met with my mom and sister for an impromptu dinner at a sushi restaurant, went home, and got some important shit figured out. I’ve mostly been on the internet since then, more or less on tumblr. I’ve done enough to not feel like I’m wasting my time, but not enough to feel accomplished.