I usually wake up around 10 and go into work until 4. Sometimes I have a double, which really throws a wrench into the gears of having a good day. This is by far the worst way to start off a week. After work(or on a break), I sometimes wash my car. This pisses me off because I find all the flaws in my car�s paint. But when I�m done, it really does shine bright. And I know other people don�t notice the minor details I fuzz over, so I feel pretty good. After I shower (or get off of my second shift) I�ll sometimes go to see my brother depending on whether or not either A) he�s off of work, B) I actually call him, or C) I feel like driving out there (rarely will I not feel like driving out there. The drive at night can be very peaceful sometimes.) We waste a lot of time and watch a movie. Usually we eat taco bell at some point.
Monday begins at around noon or 1 PM usually. I either wake up here in my bed, feeling like crap, or on Mike�s couch feeling like crap. Rarely do I wake up feeling like anything better than crap. This goes for all days, not just Monday. I either leave Mike�s or just waste about a half hour at my house doing absolutely nothing, while telling myself the entire time I need to get moving back out to Orlando. By the time I take a shower and get all my shit together, It�s Always at least 3 PM, which is about an hour and a half after I�d like to leave. The ride back to Orlando always sucks. It takes an hour and a half on a good day. It�s 86 miles of construction, reduced speed zones, and highway patrol cruisers who really have nothing better to do than pull you over. When I get back it�s usually around 5 PM. I then watch some tv, work out sometimes, and do other random things until I feel like sleeping.
Tuesday starts at the crack of freaking dawn. Out of bed by 7 to get a shower and be in class by 7:30. Half the time it�s freezing cold in the mornings, but by the time I get out of class the temperature has risen about 25 degrees, So I usually walk shivering to class without a sweater. Criminal Justice class starts at 9. It�s incredibly boring for the most part, just notes. There are a few parts though that really intrigue me. After that I have to go over to the Visual Arts building and sit in a crappy auditorium in Psych. The professor of this class talks with a subtle lisp. He may or may not be gay. He says he has a wife, could be a cover. I dunno, don�t particularly care. The dude is obsessed with sexuality though which really freaks me out. After class I usually go back to sleep for anywhere from 2-10 hours. I wake up and watch some more TV and eat some stuff. Usually I get to bed around 4 AM.
I wake up at around 3 PM every Wednesday and go to the gym for anywhere from 10 minutes to an hour and a half and try and work out. About half the time the motivation isn�t really there so I just do some light exercises and go back to my apartment. I then take a shower and go to my 6 PM Cinema Survey class. Whenever that gets out I�m usually pretty bored so I usually just watch whatever sporting event is on TV, most of the time a hockey game. I study for whatever test I have coming up next and usually get to bed around 2-3 AM.
See Tuesday. After my classes I usually head straight home trying to avoid whatever lunch time rush there might be on SR 50 between Alafaya and I-4. The ride usually takes between an hour and 10 minutes and 2 hours depending on crappy construction fucking up the traffic. When I get back to PC I usually screw around for a while and call my brother at some point at go over to his place, depending on whether or not he has to work. Thursday is Bed times vary, one of the few things that changes in this week.
Friday is usually the greatest variation in schedule. But I always work at some point in the night, which is really the dominant feature of the day. After work I either screw around with Sean and Vasu, or I go to my brothers. I get to bed whenever I crash.
Saturday is a lot like Friday. Pretty much exactly like Friday, except for the fact that I usually have to work the next morning, so I can�t go to crazy at night and get to bed a little earlier.
That�s my week. Seriously, it usually goes like that. It�s FUCKING PATHETIC! If someone asks me �what are you doin on X-day and Y-time?� I can usually know in my head exactly what I�ll be doing (I usually tell whoever asks me "I have no idea" just so I don�t have to explain whatever it is that I�m doing). I hate this. Repetition Sucks!!! Summer can�t come soon enough!!!