I can't believe April's almost over already. It was just my birthday not long ago. I'm now zooming towards my next birthday at lightening speed. 4 more months till I'm 32. What happened to 30? I remember vividly freaking out about that day. Like it was awful or the end of the world or something. I don't feel any different today then I did that day. I don't feel more or less old. I still haven't really gone anywhere with my life.
I'm here where I was pushed. Like a hockey puck on the other end of the broom. Being Curled through life. 20 points, 50 points, on and on. I'm not doing anything interesting. Not learning a whole lot. I'm kind of a bummer to be around.
I think I'm going to start using my Japanese CD's again soon. If I start now I may have it down by the time Cierra's in High School..lol
Ok, well I'm gonna go now. This was actually written on April 25th, but I didn't want to cram too much into one day, so I dated it for tomorrow. Like travelling forward in time. Isn't that nice?