Let it run wild

Today I woke up at 8:00 as usual. It's amazing how I always woke up at 6:30 every day for two years, and when I came home I kept waking up at 4:30 no matter how dark outside it was. And then all it took was one trip to Eastern Idaho for me to reset my clock and now all of a sudden I wake up at 8:00 every single morning. I wonder what will happen to me when I'm not living at home anymore. I'll probably find a new magical time.

Reality hit me pretty hard today too. Finances will never cease to frighten me. I tried to think out just how much money I will need for college next semester, and how much I plan on earning. If I get a good job, and work 20 hours a week, and eat nothing but the cheapest of generic brand ramen noodles, I will end up exactly even, to the dollar. Take out 10% of all future earnings for tithing, then add a wedding on top of that, several other small or large unexpected expenses, and getting my own insurance policy and not claiming dependency on my parents anymore, and we will have created what is commonly known as "debt", or in words that I understand a little better, "a headache for a soon-to-be married young poor college student with limited income". So, my plan is to first cry, and then work really, really hard all the time, and get good grades so that I can apply for and get a scholarship so that I don't have to drop out of school and sell newspapers on the curbside for a living. Real life is so different from getting free money put into my account on a regular basis and always having someone else take care of housing arrangements and gas money. Oh well. I'm only doing this because I chose to. Eventually this will work out for me much better than sitting at home all day every day and never working a day of my life, and playing video games and living in my parents' basement until I'm 30 and realizing that I'm still single. Life is going to be an exciting adventure. It's going to be good.

Well, I have to jet. I'm going to the gym with my dad again. We haven't gone yet today, so we're due. I think he wants to do some weight training and things. Which is good, I'm pretty worn out from yesterday's racquetball fiasco. I did so terribly yesterday. I think my beginner's luck is all but gone, I struggled to get the ball where I wanted it to be. I tried signing up for a racquetball course this afternoon, but of course they are all full still. Maybe someone will drop out by the time the semester starts. But I'm off to go let loose some built up adrenaline. Out, out vile adrenaline.