she doesn't own a dress, her hair is always a mess

so i hastily committed myself to doing the marine corps run amuck in august. i thought 'if i don't sign up for this right this second i will never sign up for it... DO IT.' and then i did. and now i have 5 months to build up my upper body strength. because the word on the street is you need a lot of that for this race. GAH! i feel like a fool but now i just have to train for it. or die. those or the options. pull it together and train for it or die. i'd prefer not to die at this point in the game. (if i do die, however, please remember i want only the good die young played at my funeral... preferably sung by a gospel choir if that's not too difficult.)

i told a friend about this early today (before i realized i had lost my mind) and she responded with something along the lines of WHAT IN THE WORLD? and i said, 'well what's the worst that could happen? the worst is my heart could explode. that's the absolute worst thing that could happen!' which didn't help at all to prove to her that this decision was a good one.

i'm excited but i have a looooot of work to do.

ps diane: please don't give me any more ideas. ever. or at least preface all ideas with 'think about this for 5 minutes before you do something.'

yesterday i submitted an application to volunteer at a local homeless shelter that will be reopening in june. they're looking for a few people to start doing work sooner than that... i think working on administrative stuff. i hope they need me. i really want to be doing something some where. i want to give back. i might keep looking for places i can work in case this doesn't pan out.

anywho, on the application it asked for hobbies (why do they always ask that?!) and i wrote "reading, art, running." it made me laugh when i looked at it. i thought about adding tap dancing but decided against it.

eventually i want to learn to play an instrument. suggestions, friends?

i'm going to try to find a place to go salsa dancing a couple times a month. the cuban motion really helps with core strength. i'd like to build that back up. plus salsa dancing is tons of fun and i love the music. i'm also looking for salsa dancing friends, if anyone is interested.

so tonight i was driving home and i grabbed a random cd and it was the mix i made for my 22nd birthday. i must say, the cd is AMAZING. i spent the evening singing at the top of my lungs and car dancing. i loooove to car dance and i don't care one bit who sees me. there's just something magical about singing along at the top of your lungs to miss independent with the bass turned all the way up while pumping the fist.

one time dan and i were on the freeway listening to kelly clarkson singing along as loud as we possibly could when the sun started to blind me and i screamed and almost killed us. dan thought i was just really into the song. but no, i was being blinded by the light. those were the days. i miss my donut friend. there is a possibility that he may come out to visit for memorial day and i am besides myself excited. PLEASE COME VISIT. please, please, please. i miss my bff.