The mechanics of life.

So much to do so little time.
These seven words have never ringed so true. I am in the midst of something fierce. Preparing job packets that need to be turned in tomorrow. Working on resumes that should be done by next week at the latest. Working on off days, working on on days, going to school and studying. I got a call back from the volunteer place, I go in on Wednesday to fill out yet another packet (Do you see a pattern, my life is surrounded by endless piles of paper).

I'm taking breaks between studying to remember what it is my striving for. God Damn (forgive me father) am I digging deep for motivation.

I register in a week for Spring classes. Can you believe its going to be 2007 in a like six weeks? Anyway, I register which is like 20 dollars a unit and then its fifty bucks per application I send out to Cal-States. I mean, where is that money tree our parents joked about.

Life has certainly turned up the stress level. I'll hang in there, though. One thing I'm big on is pride. And I refuse to give into sadness, frustration and stress.

I'm an extraordinary machine.