The past couple of days have been slow ones for me.
There's always something to do, but for some reason, whether it's to clean my room or read my book for graduate school, I just haven't been doing anything. Instead, I have been watching re-runs on television or watching my DVR. I don't really want to do anything or go anywhere, which is a shame, because there's always somewhere to go in my beautiful smoggy city. The only time I left the house today was to go to the gym to do a class called "Ball-ates".
I'm trying to incorporate going to the gym once a day, which is my doctor's perscription. It's going pretty well, but sometimes I need motivation.
I came back from Canada a week ago to visit my aunt and her family. It had been about 8 years since I had seen her, so it was a lovely trip. Niagara Falls was absolutely wonderful.
I guess there's a thin line between lounging around and wasting precious life. Tomorrow, I'm going to get up and get things done. Maybe clean my room. Maybe read my book.
Life is great. My 24th year of life is going pretty well, so far. It's weird to say I'm 24. By no means do I feel old. In fact, I feel as if I haven't aged a day. I went to the dentist yesterday and the hygienist asked me if I had a boyfriend. I answered I didn't at the moment. And then I realized, I'm
24. And I don't have a boyfriend. How abnormal.
After a mild freakout, I realized how abnormal I am anyways. I've always been the black sheep in my family, why start fitting in now? I just know that I'm going to hate having to explain my lack of bringing home men to family functions. I'm starting to get the reputation in my family as the next old maid. Spare me. There's a plan for me, i just need to go down the path, already.
I should go to bed. Especially if I'm going to the gym in the morning.
OneLove!

