Okay, I'm feeling a little uncomfortable with what I wrote in the Random Thought, so I'm going to add a bit to it at the end, so go back to it for a little more clarity on the subject. Okay, I'm coughing like I'm being paid $10 an hour to do it. It's really annoying, and I'm going to a kick boxing class tonight. I'm thinking that I'm going to be some big all weezing mess in the corner of the room. Scary. Whatever, I don't give a shit.

So, I should be graduating right now. Literally, right now. Fasano called me up from the field and let me listen to the national anthem through his cell phone. Yeah, I didn't partake in the whole ceremony thing. I only know a few people in this class since I was supposed to graduate last year, and I hate ceremonies. Long, tedious. As long as my family thinks they're boring too, there was no reason to sit through that shit. I don't think it's lame or anything when people do go, it just wasn't for the Trespicio's this time around. So, it's weird. I need to get to the gym soon and I know ever road will be packed wit cars of crying seniors and their giddy parents, glowing at the realization that they are no longer coughing up 30 grande a year for tuition. Jesus, how will I ever be able to send my kids to school? Whatever, I'm off to begin my attempts for health.

I'm going to write more, read more, sing more, eat better. I'm going to seize the day, I'm thinking. Bad dreams though. My unconscious is scrambled. I hate that. I need to unscramble that.

Sunday 5/19 (later in the night)

New Random Thought. Haven't written one in a while, and this one is heated. Reminiscent old school Lori, so if you missed that bitter bitch, here she comes. Just for a night though, I'll be nice tomorrow.