So I'm sitting here hating myself, because I'm a girl. You know?
Thoughts: My stomach is killing me. Gay. Well I got some stuff to do today, It's sooo nice out :) I'm pumped. Gotta go cash my check, finally I have some cash flow, geez. I finally learned how to do a fishtail braid and I'm pretty excited about that because I've been wanting to learn for so long. I'm not that great at it, I'm such a noob right now. I'm getting closer everyday to my goal weight, which is hard somedays cause I'm super impatient, but I'm taking one day at a time. I'm feeling pretty good about it though, and healthy definitely. I need to go talk to an adviser, I've been slacking so bad on that. The most annoyin thing, is waiting in line, SHOOT MYSELF! I should have learned from last semester that procrastinating the shit out of life, gets you, well fucking no where. I have a feeling it's gunna be hot as fuck today, I can't wait for fall/winter <3 This morning was so cold, and that smell, you know, that crisp smell. DIED :)! I'm trying to get back into soccer since it's gunna be seasoned soon! That's another thing I miss about fall. Soccer, and the wet smell of the grass and fog in the morning. PLEASE! Well the house we wanted ended up being to much in rent each month so the search continues. Which is nice because I liked the house, but I wasn't absolutely in love with it. So I went back on the internet and searched for some places in Vancouver. Found several and showed dad, and we chose two to look at. Rachael called yesterday and said she found another she wants to show us, so hopefully we can do that this weekend :) I'm still excited, I'm in no hurry to pick a house just yet. I want to be IN LOVE with my house, I don't wanna just feel mediocre about it, you know. Mike said to be patient, and when a house is for you especially, you just know. So I'm waiting for that moment :)
Speaking of Mike, I'm praying for him and his family. Dad and I went to go see him on the 21st, and it was just so surreal. I hadn't seen him in a while, but from the last time I saw him to now, he's gotten worse. The Doctors say he only has about 2 weeks to live. I kept playing that over and over in my head, and it just hit me really hard. I mean 2 weeks is not that far...I couldn't imagine being told that. And I'm sitting here with tears welling up, because he was such an amazing guy. I've seen my dad cry before, and I knew he was trying to be strong, but Mike has basically been his mentor for the past several years. He was the one who gave my dad the chance to work with free reins, and that in itself, I thank him for. I've never met anyone who was dying before, so it was all a very new emotion for me...and now I'm just speechless.
One thing though, I have no idea what day of the week it is..Love that.
xx