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Dec. 22nd, 2005 10:54 pmBORED. Nothing new. At least Nikeh's cookie party is tomorrow and I'm at least guaranteed to get out of the house. It's so lame because I have a car at my full and total disposal yet I continue to stay up late with my siblings (like 4-5 AM) and sleep until mid-afternoon. It's sort of the combination of the effects of Pacific coast time, that flight over at 4 AM, and a distinct lack of self-discipline to return to normal sleep times. It's disgusting and I feel like crap all of the time.
I really need to stop being such a pissy little whiner and figure out how I'm going to kill the next two weeks here because this whole agonizing thing - complaining about my house/Houston in general just serves to push me back into angsty, unhealthy, horrible habits.
Sick, my brother just flung a Malomar at me with a lacrosse pole. There are about 5 things wrong with that. Augh.
It doesn't help that my parents have no structure at all. There were some extremely lax, practically nonexistant standards before I went to college. Now my house is sheer laissez-faire parenting in terms of behavior, the only control demonstrated is when grades are concerned. Before tangenting into using an analogy of the international system to dissect the inter-sibling/inter-parental relationships (we won't even add the dogs) I'm just going to force myself back on topic. I need to set some standards and goals for the next few weeks before I return to Oregon an uninspired blob of goo, disgruntled and lacking all motivation.
1. Wake up before 12 PM everyday; before 11 AM at least half the time
2. Read at least 5 books; two nonfiction
3. Leave the house every day, meals don't count
4. Water (I've been really good about avoiding soda, but still above my usual intake - a little less than 1/week)
5. Clean for at least half an hour (soooo not my job, but a good opprotunity to reduce ick-factor of house that I'm currently the only person sane/mean enough to complain about and work up a sweat)
6. No more cheesecake this vacation. Yes, that sounds random, but it requires a rule.
lol. okay. I found a wireless signal in my house which makes me happy, hooray for pirating.
I really need to stop being such a pissy little whiner and figure out how I'm going to kill the next two weeks here because this whole agonizing thing - complaining about my house/Houston in general just serves to push me back into angsty, unhealthy, horrible habits.
Sick, my brother just flung a Malomar at me with a lacrosse pole. There are about 5 things wrong with that. Augh.
It doesn't help that my parents have no structure at all. There were some extremely lax, practically nonexistant standards before I went to college. Now my house is sheer laissez-faire parenting in terms of behavior, the only control demonstrated is when grades are concerned. Before tangenting into using an analogy of the international system to dissect the inter-sibling/inter-parental relationships (we won't even add the dogs) I'm just going to force myself back on topic. I need to set some standards and goals for the next few weeks before I return to Oregon an uninspired blob of goo, disgruntled and lacking all motivation.
1. Wake up before 12 PM everyday; before 11 AM at least half the time
2. Read at least 5 books; two nonfiction
3. Leave the house every day, meals don't count
4. Water (I've been really good about avoiding soda, but still above my usual intake - a little less than 1/week)
5. Clean for at least half an hour (soooo not my job, but a good opprotunity to reduce ick-factor of house that I'm currently the only person sane/mean enough to complain about and work up a sweat)
6. No more cheesecake this vacation. Yes, that sounds random, but it requires a rule.
lol. okay. I found a wireless signal in my house which makes me happy, hooray for pirating.
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Date: 2005-12-23 06:33 pm (UTC)