Man on a mission
Mood:  hug me
Ok, so I haven't written in a while, but I decided for some weird reason to exercise my will power and give up something that I love for an entire month. There have been some long nights where I tossed and turned in bed thinking about what I've done and longing for the day that my beloved and I will be reunited with my love. Of course I'm talking about soda. I love it, but something tells my that I shouldn't drink it all this month. In the Mexican culture we have something called a Manda, which in a nutshell is a personal mission that we put ourselves on so that our prayers will be answered. I have a quasi-religious back round, and surprise, its not catholic, but still, I like to run along side the tracks of those big steam engines sometimes. I am waiting for an answer, a release form this stagnancy. I'm waiting to find out if I've been accepted into pharmacy school. I probably wont know until April, but I though that If I give up something that I love for an entire month, then maybe something really good will come my way at the end of it. And if thats not the case at least I can drown in my sorrows in a nice tall glass of soda, a temporary answer to a longer term problem. But on the other hand, if I win, I will be celebrating with an old friend. life is all about prespectives, anf either way, something good comes out of this month being over.