I have been so incredibly blessed in life. And I am so ungrateful. This is one of the things I hate about myself. I'm working on it... but thankfulness has never come easy for me. You would think it would be the most natural thing in the world... but I have to remind myself to thank my friends, thank my family, and most importantly, thank my God.

Sometimes I wish I lived on FRIENDS... minus all the sex. Which would drastically change FRIENDS, I am aware, but just with their small circle of friends. Just six of them. It works out perfectly. I have always been a smaller group sort of person. I prefer one-on-one time actually. So a small group of about six is perfect for the likes of me. I find myself jealous of that group. The randomness that brought them together. But it is all so perfect. I have wonderful friends myself. I cannot complain in the least.

I overworked myself at the gym. Cardio was going well. I tried out my new jumprope. To my dismay, it is too long. That what I get for having short little legs I suppose. I tied a not in one end and it worked pretty well, I'll have to see if I can shorten it for good soon though. I love to jumprope. Brings back the good ole tennis days. And it's a fun and easy way to lose those annoying little extra pounds. I lose more when I jumprope than when I run. Maybe because I can jumprope longer... I don't know. As a trainer. But then... oh but then... I went to the weight room. I haven't been to the weight room since last semester. Yes, I've been lazy. Well, you know how you don't feel the burning of weightlifting until the next day or so? Well I started up lifting the same I had been doing at the end of last semester. And I didn't feel the burning so I just kept right on lifting. Did more than I normally did because I have my perfect body in my mind for the wedding. I went to the gym on Friday. Yesterday I had some pain in my overused muscles. Today was torture. I couldn't move. I literally could not move. Ask Matt. I'm sure I was just a pleasure to be with today. Note to self: I hate the gym.

I have been lazy all weekend. I've just piled my stuff all around since my roommates were no where to be found. But I'm sick of it. I'm picking everything up before bed. Which will be shortly after I end this entry.

Isn't my life so interesting to read about? Yes, I thought so too.