Writing..

Well, it's now almost 5:30 and I am still awake. It appears that I will now only get four hours of sleep which has been scientifically proven that less sleeps means more weight gain. Hmm. No wonder why I am overweight. Well, I just wrote a little more in my ENG162 class, one theme that was "ironic" (I almost broke down the song by Alanis Morrisette - "Isn't it Ironic" but I couldn't really turn it into something that made much sense). I just started thinking about all the things that I am going to get done when I am done with school - My sister's scrapbook, Kevin's mom's picture album, Christmas cards that will obviously be late (better late than never right?) and of course start going to the gym again. I wish I could develop some kind of routine between scrapbooking, school, the gym and work - but it just never happens for me. I have something going and then BAM! Out of nowhere comes an obstacle which for me, isn't just like something I can swerve around. When I approach an obstacle its like having and entire tree in the road and you can't move around it because you can't go forward because there is the tree, you can't move backward because there are cars in back of you, and you can't move side to side because a car just can't move side to side without backing up or going forward. Well, finally (after I smoke my last cigarette of the night, I am serious this time) I shall hit the hay for four hours until I have to get ready for my ENG101 class at 11 AM. So, if I come into class dragging my heals - you will know why :)