It’s really 6/5 right now. I’m really lazy and stupid. Shut up.
I woke up at 3 today. From my last log, I passed out completely on the couch. I woke up periodically but finally couldn’t fall back to sleep around 3. For some reason, the kitchen light was on. Guess it was for me? My parents got me a blanket and pillow, which was great. Really love them both. Seeing how I wasted so much time, I decided to make use of the time I have now to go on the computer.
Apparently, I missed a few things. One of which is that Steve called me around 11. Whoops. Whatever. There were other chats I missed to, but mostly unimportant. I just went on League until 6 and then started getting ready for church. My parents were sorta upset that I woke up early but after explaining to them, it was understandable. I got ready, showered, shaved, the whole routine once more. I was ready in time so that I could make it to the altar for altar service, but my parents were late. Figures that the only time I wake up on time, they’re late.
All through service, I always daydream about weird scenarios. I forget specifically what I do, but I think I just draw out stories out in my mind. Just little tiny plots. I felt like writing them down from time to time, but I never had the motivation. I felt like remembering this one story so that I could write it here, but being two days afterward, I can’t seem to remember. Something to do with a TV show though….
Finally came Sunday School. It seems very cliche by now. Probably every Sunday, the only thing I talk about is Mary. Gah. Very bad habit. In such a rut, aren’t I? Well, if it ain’t broken….
I may have said this multiple times already, but just to clarify. Just because it seems like with each day, I need to remind myself this but it always seems like the first day that I have….I’m done with love. Done with it. Finished. For now. There’s nothing for me here in church or in my school. I’ve touched my peak. There’s nothing more to reach for now. That’s the end of it. Including Mary.
I have to say, though. Every time I look at her, glance at her, anything….if she catches my eye, I’m completely tied back in. I just can’t find reasons as to why she is bad. I can’t even think of them right now. Perhaps, the reasons are with me. Maybe there’s problems with me. Who knows? I’m just giving up. She’s definitely not the problem. No one is. It’s just….I’ve gone through enough. I think most of us have this whole year.
When I got home, I had to work on my AP Calc bonus project. I had to make a 3-D model of an area of an integral + semi-circle cross-sections. Kinda sucked….I had to enlist the help of my parents for this one. Anything with arts and crafts, I always asked my parents for help. They always joked around that they’d have to visit anytime I had a project like this in college. It was very arduous, but we managed to create a rainbow foam-board 3-D model of y=x^2 from (0,1). Pretty nifty work if I do say so myself. Took us 6 hours…no biggie….hehe we started at 6. It’s now 12. Gnight.
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