Funny how last time I wrote, I complained about haven’t written in forever. And here I am, over 24hours later writing again, I missed yesterday. But at least I’m her today and can’t complain about what I didn’t do, can only do what I’m doing now. Make sense? And speaking of sense I’ve got this song stuck in my head, ironically by a band called Senses Fail. The song is called Can’t Be Saved. Not my fault, it just seems that I play Guitar Hero3 way too often.

I’m stuck in a coma…

Although my Anthro class is at 9:30 this morning, its 9:10 now, I’ve been awake for nearly 3hours now. That is definitely a problem but I can’t help it. This personal issue I’ve been dealing with for maybe a week now woke me up. So I decided to stay up, take a shower, and eat breakfast.

Stuck in a never-ending sleep…

I noticed a lot while riding the bus this morning. Not much that I wanted to notice though. While riding I was kind of out of it, leaning against the window analyzing the rest of Richmond, wondering some things are the way they are. There was one thing I noticed that I really didn’t care for. There was a lady driving a car with a baby in the back seat. The car was pretty much trashed and the driver, the lady, was smoking.

Some day I will wake up…

I know her situation is none of my business what so ever. That may not even be her child and she may be a fantastic mother. But I guess since me nor my mom were never smoking fans and we both have asthma, seeing parents with babies and a cigarette in their hand just always did bother me. I also noticed how the lady was massaging her head like it was hurting. I just wondered what she may or may not be going through, and just hopes it gets better for her in that baby in the back seat.

And realize I made up everything

As much as I would love to continue writing about everything else I saw this morning, I have class in less than 10minutes and have a quite a way to walk. Guess I’ll be back on tomorrow.