Summer school sucks.  At least one of my classes will be ending this week.  Watta crappy week.  Research articles, journal entries, and a butt load of studying for my psyc final to look forward.  *sigh*  Gotta hang in there for just a little bit longer.

It seems I've done nothing but school and research.  Weekends are my only free time and even then, I don't seem to go and have any fun.  WTF is wrong with me?  I need to get out more.  Suddenly, I feel old.  Someone needs to slap some sense back into me...

I am thankful for...

The mess to clean up after a party,
because it means I have been surrounded by friends.
The taxes I pay,
because it means I am employed.
The clothes that fit a little snug,
because it means I have enough to eat.
A lawn that needs mowing and windows that need cleaning and gutters that need fixing,
because it means I have a home.
My shadow that watches me work,
because it means I am out of the sunshine.
The spot I find at the far end of the parking lot,
because it means I am capable of walking.
All the complaing about our government,
because it means we have freedom of speech.
My large heating bill,
because it means that I am warm.
The lady behind me in church who sings off key,
because it means that I can hear.
The alarm that goes off early in the morning hours,
because it means that I am alive.
The piles of laundry and ironing,
because it means my loved ones are nearby.
Weariness and aching muscles at the end of the day,
because it means that I have been productive.
People like you who actually read this,
because it means I have your friendship.