You ever think about the past and realize that it was greater than what you thought it was. I just watched a video of my senior year cheer team in high school. I realize now how close my friends really were, probably closer than any of my friends now...it's kind of sad really.
Well, today should be a somewhat relaxing day. My Econ class was cancelled so I only have two classes: Spanish Lit and Accounting. The truth is that my mind is completely distracted today. Tomorrow I have to drive back home and see the jaw surgeon. Tomorrow I'll recieve the verdict that I'm been dreading for a long time. I'll figure out what kind of surgury I'll need and for how long I'll be down and out. And to top it all off, tomorrow is the third year anniversary of Courtney's death. I remember that day clearly, but it seems so long ago. I kinda feel like I'm in a daze today, and it really hasn't even started yet. Sometimes life just feels like a blur, I feel like I'm in a funk, a routine. It kind of reminds me of when I was in Cheerleading. When I would be extremely nervous, like at the State competition, I couldn't think but my body just went into autopilot and went through every step of the routine. That's kinda what I feel like today. My body is just turning on autopilot and I will continue to go throughout my day eventhough my mind is completely distracted and not thinking of spanish or accounting or pt or anything. I know that tomorrow will come and then Saturday after that. At least I have something to look forward to...shopping with my mom and sister and then the Erdmann Thanksgiving. I guess that'll be my trophy this time. For winning state, I won a ribbon and a team trophy...for getting through tomorrow, I'll get to see my complete family. I haven't really seen them all together since last Christmas, it does seem like a good prize. Well, time for class...autopilot on
I had a few minutes so I thought I would check this Vox thing out. I never blogged before, sounds like it may be a good thing for me to try!
Today was a decent day, nothing big happened...except that I finished my Spanish literature paper! Yea! It was about Las memorias de mis putas tristes by Gabriel Garcia Marquez. I tried to compare the love that the old man had for the young prostitute to the love he had for youth. It may be a strech, I guess we'll see what my professor thinks about it tomorrow!
Well, time to go to my first Spanish club meeting of the year! Exciting!
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