Diary of Goddess: Life Lessons Learned

I started this blog in HS, when I was this materialistic, but saying I wasn't materialistic first to start a blog and thought my life was so fab since all I did was school, shop, & friends. Fast forward 4 years later, I became this college student that realized that college life wasn't like the movies and MY struggle began...Some 10 years from HS and here I am, living my dream of going to law school, bringing a whole new meaning to MY struggle…

Tuesday, May 14, 2002

No. 164

John Mayer

Ok, so I got the John Mayer cd. He really isn't popular, he was at Borders books for 9.99 with some special dvd thing too. Quite a shocker. He's great, but he's a troubadour. You know, those people who stand in the street singing and playing for how many pennys and stuff you can throw into their guitar case. Yea, isn't that weird, god, i'm definitely Seattle, i'm listening to the jazz folk troubadour guy. It's really funny, but he's really good and a hottie too, not in the picture, but in the video. Anyways...oh, he doesn't have a track 13. Maybe it's unlucky for him.

Gym Issues

Things that peeve me at the gym, guys who are working out and it looks like they're taking a shower. Seriously, do you really sweat that much while working indoors circulated air conditioning on health club machines? I really don't get it. I'm not that type of person who wears makeup to go workout or anything like that, but geez, you think you could just be a tad decent looking while you're doing it, after all, there are others around. Secondly, some guy was standing way to close to me and my workout bubble while I was bicycling. Seriously, what's with that. I could of just reached back and smacked him in the face while strecthing. Thirdly, I really didn't know that spandex shorts along with a lovely very colorful array of boxer shorts was the "in" thing or comfortable thing to wear to work out for guys. It was really shocking. I almost broke out laughing, but John Mayer saved the day and I went into a euphronic state of mind. Euphoronic, oh whatever, don't know the spelling, you got the ideal though.