starving

day 2 of the diet is in full swing. its almost 5 and im starving. deciding when i should eat my dinner. today, my breakfast consisted of half a banana, a piece of toast and an egg. i hate eggs, but on this diet you get so hungry, you'll eat anything. went off to class with my old russian geology professor, who says nonsense most of the time. he uses the same phrases over and over and it bothers me so much haha. i came home, dicked around, ignoring my management homework till the last minute. for lunch i ate a cup of cottage cheese and 5 saltine crackers. ugh

i then had a good talk with one of my ex's. i havent talked to her in months and it was good catching up. i told her things that ive been wanting to tell her for a while and she did the same. i really messed up with that. i did things id like to take back, and she knows that. we both grew and learned from each other, and im glad shes happy now and i hope we can talk more often.

anyway, before my second class, i finished the homework for it and sure enough i wasnt able to print out the assignment with my ancient desktop. so i finished it, emailed it to myself, drove fast to school (which probably wasnt a good idea because it was snowing), ran to the library and printed it out. wound up making it to my class in time and in time for a seat (its extremely overcrowded.) turns out i did the wrong thing for the wrong chapter. so in an effort to do the right thing, i scribble out a new assignment, even though its supposed to be typed. i do all of this while the professor is bullshitting in the beginning of class. a valiant effort. i even participated in the discussion of the homework to make it seem like i initially did the right assignment. turns out he didnt even collect it at the end of class. all that stress for nothing. ugh

at 7 me and andre are going matts grandfathers wake. me and andre were sad to hear that he passed away. he had heart and lung problems ever since i started hanging out with matt in 11th grade (2005), but he'd always get through them and be back on his feet. at one point i remember he was so close to death, and like a week later he was back at matts house, hangin out like nothing happened, fully aware of his surroundings and tellin me he was feeling great. he was pretty resilient, so i was sad to hear he passed. though mine and matts friendship ended kind of harsh, its still good to see him every so often and see that hes happy doing what hes doing. and his family has done a lot for me so of course im gonna be at the wake. thankfully i found someone to cover me at work.

so thats my night, if i get done with homework i'll be back blogging my little head off. i got something up my sleeve. heh

-j