|Instead Of Writing A Musing
||[May. 12th, 2006|12:02 am]
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|||||björk's been on shuffle/repeat for 3 days now||]|
so i've been doing a lot of yoga lately. i love it. besides the classes i have at school on mondays and wednesdays (which i don't really count) i'm hopefully going to start to go to 2+ classes a week, or at least one at baptiste (which is hot yoga) and one in the inner space. i'm not very good, but that's a main reason for me to keep going. so that i get better, and more flexible (lady in the streets but a freak in the sheets).
after hot yoga on wednesday i realized that i should conform to everyone else and get ridiculously short exercise shorts, so i did. and they're grey. i realized after buying them that all my underwear are boxers, all of which are significantly longer than the shorts themselves. i begrudgingly went back and bought a pair of briefs so that i could wear the shorts to today's class, and i'm still wearing them now. it's a strange feeling. i haven't worn briefs since maybe the third or fourth grade, when i made the "mature" switch to boxers (of which at the time i had only one pair; they were light green with a bunch of little cartoon elephants next to each other, alternating from front view to rear view). the sensation was a little jarring at first, and constricting to say the least. i've definitely gotten used to it, and am considering making the switch. the least vulgar way to put it is that "everything" just feels "organized," and i'll leave it at that. i'm considering of ordering more pairs online because i'd be to embarrassed to go into the store and pick up 8 to 12 pairs of briefs.
it's nice that the only thing that i have a real problem with in my life has to do with school, and that'll be over so soon. i feel really lucky to not be down on my self all the time like i used to be, and if i am, i can just put things in perspective and feel better. i'm excited for new beginnings.
wouldn't it be funny if my senior quote was "PESSIMISM IS SO 1994"? the picture would be me against one of those blue backgrounds you take your elementary school pictures with one hand on the right side of my chin giving a toothless grin/smirk.
if the internet could become a living thing, and it had the ability to kill, i think i should die by it. it would be appropriate.