Continuation.

Each day of this week off school, I have woken up somewhat well rested. What I mean is, that I slept like I was knocked out. The reason for these, odd, wake ups is due to the night before. Which in the end means that I rocked out with my cock out. ...Was that too much to say?

So, I woke up again like that today and saw that I left my computer on. Oh yeah, I've been forgetting to turn things off too, like my computer or DVD player. Again, I didn't go to battle practice, even though it was probably canceled. I feel bad because I haven't been. It's not because I'm purposely playing hookie, its because of my schedule or mood. So, whatever.

Finally went to the gym today. Worked out my chest, traps, and abs... yay. After working out, I went to my friend Marc's house. There, I chilled a bit with him and Marlowe.

About a month ago, my car was bone stock, with the exception of a Pioneer stereo; which still makes the car basically stock. And now, totally not. Deniss and I have done so many things to it. It seriously has gone through nothing but a makeover. We're excited and not yet completed, but sure have come a long way. Today, Friday, we are going to go to the Subaru Meet; I hope nothing prevents me from that.

How am I feeling now or lately? I feel weird, an adjustment type of weird. This past week, and even weeks (plural), I have been going out at night and staying out late. It's all basically due to my friends and me wanting to hang out, but it just affects me weirdly. The reason is because I grew up differently or that I'm just not used to it. I know that, at my age, times like these are normal, even expected. But I can still pause and look around and say something. One thing is that I have limitations that my friends don't really have. I can't go out and stay out late every night and go home whenever, like my friends can. It's all well and good thought, but of course I feel that 'what if?' It's nothing, honestly, I'm not tripping or am jealous, because I know everything is good. So, I'm just riding with it. I'm being me. ...And I guess that's all... I don't know what else to say.

Happy birthday to my homie Rico! I miss that fool.

Yada, yaday, yada... wsup. 'Til next time. Bye.