4, 15, 9...

Somewhere along the line I forgot how to count. My main excuse these days for not getting anything done is that I simply don't have time to start and finish some sort of task. I constantly find myself staring at the time and begin the countdown before I start having to get ready for work, where I always come to the conclusion that "I don't have time." Then, I sit on the couch and watch TV for hours. Yet, here I am today typing away on this little blog that I don't keep up regularly, fully dressed for work and fed, with time to spare. I even took the time earlier today to work out a bit and do a few songs on my Just Dance 3. Of course, with the combination of my winning breakfast choice (a chocolate chip cookie) and the heat in this town I could only do about 5 songs before I felt like passing out, but I still did it. A little bit at a time. Uni picks up again tomorrow. It's my last semester before I get my degree and become the first person in my family to graduate college. :) Maybe I CAN finish some things...