Get Back Bitches.

I think I've got most of things down.

I'm going to start planning out my days nowadays. There's too little time to prepare for what's to come, I'm sure.

Yesterday I did a lot of vain shit but something happened. As I lay on my bed, basking in vacant thought, idleness, and sloth--something just fucking hit me. I didn't even think-- I propelled off the bed and, like an excited little kid, started enthusiastically cleaning my room. I opened all my windows, picked up all my shit and installed another bulletin board to the wall with some screws I found in the garage. Then I sprayed some strawberry Lysol around my room and felt like a different person completely. It's weird what a different scent about an atmosphere can do for you.

I wrote how many hours were left in the day on my white board and decided what to do with each of them.

I sat down on my now clutter-free desk and wrote in a notebook what I wanted in the long term, and wrote what I was going to do in the short-term to achieve those little 'goals.'

I was on a fucking mission; because there's been a voice screaming inside me:

Work your ass off. It's time to do it.

Yah.

Today was like puppy dough.

I woke up around 9AM and decided: "You know what Will, you should work out today" so I wrote out what I was going to do on the board and made it law for me to finish it before I could erase it. So I did it. Ran a good 2 miles too on the nature trail before returning home; it's been 6 months since I've ran more than a mile. (My broken leg can take the credit).

Went to Chaparral to pick up my Cap and Gown, and left just as the bell rang to the death of 5th period. Went job hunting and then invited a bunch of the kids to lunch with Josh Lam and a bunch of other Asian friends.

Out of the kids, only Courtney could come though; which is fine because she's a smart mutha jump and it's fun talking about philosophical questions. So we all pigged out at Asian Seafood Buffet.

Afterwords I bought a scary clown to scare my sister with at the thrift store and Courtney bought 2 wine glasses for God knows what reason.

Dropped her off and continued job hunting.

Ended up in Ohana's to ask for a job application but was rejected. A customer later approached me as I left, giving me his cellphone number and suggesting that I could work for him as a full-time Ninja Assassin. I gladly accepted.

No but really, he wanted to offer me a job in setting up steel barricades for events such as concerts and what not. I said that I would most certainly consider it.

So basically I have a job opportunity right in my hands. He even offered to pay me for training.

"Got any muscle?"
"Yea, I've been working on it."
"Just remember, it's the brains the count."
"Yes sir."

Interesting time.

Interesting day.

Graduation should be good.