These times, they are a changin'.

Took me forever to figure out everything. All that css text and layout info. Good lord. Hahah. I had no idea what all went into the codes that we put on here. Let me tell you. A lot. My hats off to the girls and boys who do all the setup for this.

Um... Not really much new going on in my life. I got my classes set up yesterday because I GRADUATE college next semester.

FUCK YEAH!

I'm so ready to get out of community college and start at a university, it's not even funny. I want my masters in English so badly. :)

I went to my boyfriend’s niece’s softball game. They were actually pretty good and they would have won if not for a time call. (wtf?) Well, it was a school night so I suppose that’s why they called it, but it wasn’t even nine yet when they did. And then they had it at a six run limit. (HUH?) When I played, you could kick someone’s ass with dignity. It’s not like these girls are little girls or anything. They’re teenagers. They’re far old enough to take the brunt of a game won or lost. They did really well offensively, but what they do need to work on is their defense. To put it gently, they didn’t do so well. Their pitcher must have had a knot inside her stomach as big as a watermelon. The rest of the girls stood lazily around the second and third inning. Oh well. There’s always next game. Plus, even though I sound discontent with the game, I actually had a lot of fun. Zach’s family was there and we were joking around and pulling pranks on each other. It was a good time. He wasn’t feeling so good because he had hit his head on the ground a day ago really badly. He told me he was bleeding. I insisted that he should have gone to the hospital because he told me that he threw up and all that stuff. That sounds like a bad concussion. But NOOO. Mr. Everything-is-cool-because-I-don’t-want-to-worry-my-girlfriend insisted that he didn’t need to go, and so did his big brother. I said: “But he has a concussion. Don’t you go to the hospital for that kind of stuff?”

There was a horrible wreck coming home yesterday. It puts your life in perspective when you see stuff like this. A car was literally wrapped around a light pole and it wasn’t just the side of the road it was wrapped around. It was literally wrapped around the other side of the pole and got in between this pole and the light box, which, if you’ve never seen that set up, is all of about a foot, maybe two feet apart. This person obliterated their car and themselves, plus probably whoever is in the car with them. I thought to myself, you know, I may be frustrated sitting in this traffic (because at that point I had no idea what was going on until I went past the wreck because you couldn’t see it until you got right up on it, practically) but I’m having a much better day than anyone involved in that accident, including the rescue workers (there were tons, representing all sides). I need to be more thankful for what I’ve got.

Didn’t mean to leave this blog on such a downer. It was just something I was thinking about and thought I’d share.
Work today, from 11-7.
My littlest brother turns 16 tomorrow. That’s too weird. :)

_fin.

So todays exercise is intermediate to advanced yoga. I tried to get through half of it and my body said NO. So im going to do another workout when I get home tonight. Big girls arent meant to bend their body like that. :D