Working Hard

Ya know that feeling when you've done all you can? When you've worked as hard and as long as your body will allow? It's a great feeling when you look back and actually accomplished something, but what if you're not sure that accomplishment is good enough? What if you just wasted all that time and effort and still 'get voted off'? Then that feeling really sucks. I really have busted my butt over this...
I hope all my efforts aren't in vain.

Its been a long time since I felt grateful to have a weekend, but after this one I am glad to have had it. It was nice to see my grandfather, smiling and enjoying his last days with his son and wife. It was nice to relax and eat great food in the company of my sister-in-laws family and it was rewarding to advance my character in the game I play. The only thing missing was my three children, I miss them and wish they would have been here this weekend.
Schooling is coming along okay, still hanging in there and doing the work however retarded it seems. Hoping that it will be over very soon!

If there is one thing a 3rd grade concert will teach you, its this: clap and praise your mediocre child for you may be watering a flower that is soon to bloom, and if that flower is doomed to be a bud forever pray that you watered it enough to drown that flower before it joins a band.

Another one.

Yup... it's upon us... another year. Another month. Another week. Another day. As I watch the dog lounge upside down, cross-eyed, and spread eagle it hits me that maybe it's time to take it easy... just maybe... maybe after I'm done making sushi for the party tonight, maybe after I've showered, shaved, worked out, brushed my teeth, studied for class, maybe I'll take it easy... then again, maybe I'll just go to bed and wait grudgingly as tomorrow inches closer and closer. Yeah, probably the later. I love my life.