stormed like a mother ****er yesterday....didnt get any pt in, went to get out of my car and lightning all around then as i was driving back the streets were flooded and so i went to the mall and chilled there for a bit then to walmart got some groceries and they had some paintball stuff there so i picked up 2 pods and a cleaning kit and got some 9 volts for my drum.
going to a funeral today or a viewing or ceremony. meh. i hate these things. gotta sit in a vehicle with my mom for a few hours then deal with people i dont really care to see. rather spend my time studying for my algebra quiz tomorrow. guess i'll be winging that too like i did my speech class. expecting a low C.....
very tired right now. dont know why, i did get around 9 hours of sleep cause when i got home yesterday the ****in power was out and so i just lay in my futon depressed as **** and passed out. didnt get any pt in yesterday...but then i suppose my legs and feet deserved a little rest. just hope i'm up for that 5k on the 21st.
Battle is a pure form of expression. It is heart and discipline, reduced to movement and motion. In battle, the words are swept away, giving way to actions-- mercy, sacrifice, anger, fear. These are pure moments of expression.