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I can't say that today was the best day of days, because I'm both physically and mentally exerted. Hopefully I'll be able to sleep by 9:00 tonight so I can get an extra hour of shuteye in. It's 7:47 right now, and we should be sitting down for dinner soon. I'm unhappy dinner is so late, because I'm very hungry. I ran roughly between 7 and 9 miles, probably around 8.5 today. I didn't realize I'd be doing that much. Good news is I felt good while running - the pain receptors were numbed. Now that I'm home I feel hot, tired, and ready to shut down. A few things to say when I get a chance . . . dinner's ready, I'll come back to write after. Dinner was good. School is so busy lately. I have been working every night that I've gotten home on writing my English essays and book reports. Life isn't quite as much fun when you get home at 4:45, physically exhausted - so tired that raising your body from your chair causes you agony. And yet . . . I like it? My stamina is becoming incredible. I jogged a 6:49 mile without sweating or breathing that rapidly. I was relaxed, whereas the one person ahead of me whom I was pacing off of was about to have a heart attack or something. Poor fellow. The math exam I took today between 2nd and 4th periods (today is a Thursday) was pretty darned easy. I got my 63rd win in the library for chess games played as white. No losses as white yet though. Kind of disappointing, but in a way its been fun. There are so many things I feel like talking about, but lifting my fingers from the keyboard seems to make my eyes fall. I want to be in bed by 9:00, as I said before, but before I go, I must discuss my lady folk situation, as well as talk to you about the unbelievable work load I have right now. There's a math test tomorrow. After school, I plan on going to track as usual, then coming home and starting the cleaning process of the church. Hopefully I can finish it, but no telling. After that, I'll finally take my long awaited shower, and be able to relax while eating dinner. After that, it's off to Ellington Hall to dance the night away. After exerting myself once again, I will be coming home, only to wake up at 9:00 A.M. Saturday to run the 400 and the 1600 in the race against Analy High. Wish me luck, I might need it. Might not. I found a pen on the grass, it works well . . . The symbol for "Girl" in Japanese literally means "far away" or "distant". I found that ironic, being that I don't think I'll ever really be able to understand anything fully, let alone girls . . . I talked to Jenna last night on my Dad's birthday. I'd called her, and left a message with my phone number, which she had ignored the last time I offered it to her. She called me back that night, and talked for around one or two hours again. I can't say I'm expecting much to come out of all this, except for furthering a friendship perhaps. I figure if I go into this with no expectations and as a pessimist it leaves plenty of room to be surprised, and no sorrow in disappointment. Jenna is an amazing girl, I've met few girls as pretty, or as emotionally content. The thing is though, I can't really say she's content . . . as she's opening up to me, I see a lot more than the happy girl that lies on the surface, and its been beautiful to see the human side of what my mind had so cunningly portrayed to me a goddess (inaccurately perhaps? I don't know.) She told me she is scared of relationships, and often pushes people away. She talked about all sorts of things with me, fun things - from cheesecake to her mother on a Mexico vacation. She also told me she wasn't too fond of kissing, though she's only kissed one guy one time, and that dating to her is like "going out with a guy" (boyfriend style). She said she'd 7 boyfriends, but I don't consider them worth while, at least not for her, especially if they didn't treat her well, and certainly if they didn't kiss her; what fools. Not much more to say about this, I don't really know the status, and won't pursue it until I call her tonight most likely. Tiffany followed me into the bio room that one day . . . it made me think about her today . . . I still think she's pretty, at least on the outside. I don't respect what she did to me emotionally though. I've yet to meet a girl that is as physically stunning as her though, she looks like an anime model. My friend Veronica looked amazing today. She was wearing one of those really revealing shirts . . . she's Guatemalan, and tan. She looked really good in it. I told her so and she hugged me and kissed me on the cheek. Girls are really funny. Of course we both had fun talking to each other and using way too much sexual innuendo. Life as a teenager . . . salute it. So, there's my story. Physical and mental exertion. There's not much I can do about it either. I'm just going to have to survive, because that's my job. Survival of the fittest. For Darwin. Nay. For me. Take care my friends.
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