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Feb. 7th, 2004 05:37 pmI am such a good, yet stupid, kid.
On the way to my class this morning I saw that someone had left a Nike Elliptical Trainer (my exercise poison of choice) on the curb for anyone to take (a long-honored Sacto tradition of getting rid of your stuff--reference "dumpster diving"). I looked at, thought to myself, I want that but I can't be late for class. I drove on.
Needless to say, when I returned after my three hour class it was gone. :(
I have never in my life made getting to class a priority. Ever. Ever. Ever. In fact this is the only class where I've never been late. Ever.
Carl's says I'm the only person in the world who feels the need to congratulate herself on doing what's she's supposed to do. Perhaps he's right, but I'm still pretty amazed by myself. I'm a screw-up but I'm working awfully hard at trying not to be. If it's takes that much energy to be average, shouldn't I get a few props?
On the way to my class this morning I saw that someone had left a Nike Elliptical Trainer (my exercise poison of choice) on the curb for anyone to take (a long-honored Sacto tradition of getting rid of your stuff--reference "dumpster diving"). I looked at, thought to myself, I want that but I can't be late for class. I drove on.
Needless to say, when I returned after my three hour class it was gone. :(
I have never in my life made getting to class a priority. Ever. Ever. Ever. In fact this is the only class where I've never been late. Ever.
Carl's says I'm the only person in the world who feels the need to congratulate herself on doing what's she's supposed to do. Perhaps he's right, but I'm still pretty amazed by myself. I'm a screw-up but I'm working awfully hard at trying not to be. If it's takes that much energy to be average, shouldn't I get a few props?