Blogging, instead of inspiring me to write deep, insightful one liners such as - "to live is to breathe, to breathe is to think outside the box," has made me realize that even though I think that my life is incredibly funny and interesting, it really isn't.
I sit down each day eager and earnest to write about my experiences, and when it's finally all typed out and I read it over for embarrassing spelling mistakes I find myself falling asleep with the mere commonality of it all.
I mean, I have nothing interesting going on in my life, I'm not a raging alcoholic, I don't have multiple personalities, there are no axe weilding maniacs out to get me, I don't go to crazy parties.... so what does someone like me entertain the masses with?
I haven't the foggiest - but I can tell all about my weekend :)
Friday: ran the first 10k of my life = hella fun {broke the school record with 36:52}
Saturday: ran my third 5k of the season pr'd by more than 10 seconds with 17:49}
Sunday: watched movies and ate the most unhealthy food I could find
all in all it was bomb.
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