I really need to update this more often, I'm missing out on a lot of stuff, and it's never been easier to update what with the damn app on my phone. Sera's second birthday was a couple of weeks ago, should have written about that. Rob's going away party was today, lots to say about that. School, life, etc. It's a lot, I know that one theory is that you can get too busy living your life to have time to write about it. However one of my professors said something that stuck the other day, if your life is worth living, it's worth writing about.
I don't know...I have a lot I need to get done, and the final stretch starts tomorrow. One more year, but it's going to be hell. We'll see how it goes, I really should get to bed. I will soon, but I'm going to try, well try to try, to keep up on this.
Maybe.
How the hell are you doing?
I don't know...I have a lot I need to get done, and the final stretch starts tomorrow. One more year, but it's going to be hell. We'll see how it goes, I really should get to bed. I will soon, but I'm going to try, well try to try, to keep up on this.
Maybe.
How the hell are you doing?
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Grind it out.. . .
I guess that means to persevere even if there’s pain. Pain in your muscles from doing that you enjoy—even if it may be painful to your muscles.
When you have CP like me, this is a real challenge.
My muscles were most definitely put to the test last night during our party here at Deer Path. It was a blast from the past—but, an introduction to what type of music and clothing existed before I was born.
Getting to sing and dance with the band was that introduction. Unconditional love is what I felt from the band members, as they enjoyed my enthusiasm. I tried to follow the lead singer’s footsteps while he was doing a kick move during the very first song in the “night club” party in the dining room. Though I couldn’t really do the moves exactly the way he did, I did the very best I possibly could.
I also tried not to push myself too far.
Tired.
I didn’t get to bed until after ten last night. Normally, Sean and I get to bed much earlier than we did. Thus, it was a good change from our unconditional time together—crashing and watching our normal TV shows on a typical Friday night. I wouldn’t mind doing this every so often. We showed how we can party like it’s World Series time.