We live and we learn.

Yesterday morning when I got up, a little hungover still, I set a couple of goals for the day. Firs,t I was kind of anxious and nervous about turning in my first essay due later that evening. Second, I to pick my car up from the shop before going to class, or so I thought.
It seemed like those eight hours would never be over with, but finally I was off from work. After changing my clothes, I headed off to pick my car up.On my way I decided to stop and get a quick snack at at one of my favorite chicken spots. A little something to hold me over, until I get home. Then I picked up my car and headed to school.
After remembering that I needed a folder, I took a little detour and stopped at the Target Super Center. One thing I really disdain about these new super centers, that seem carry everything, is the length of time it takes to find an item. Once I paid for the folder I got some popcorn from the snack bar, even though I had just had a snack. Well it did not take long before I was turning down the street to my school. As I  made the right turn in is when I noticed nobody was at school.  Wow! The weather had  been pretty great the  past couple a days. I had been so busy finishing up my paper, that I did not bother to check for cancellations. I was very upset with myself over that one. :)

Rough Draft

The time has finally come for me to do some writing. I wish I could tell you how excited I am, but I can't. Writing my thoughts on paper can be so intimidating.  Like a child, standing on a diving board, I was nervous, so I jumped right in. The thoughts of messing up,writers block, or just being ridiculed left my thought process and I let flow.

Sure I messed up and had writers block as I wrote, but I have not been ridiculed yet, at least not my face anyway :). With the variety of resources in my possession , I was able get started. I read in my textbook a quote from E.M. Forster, "As a writer, I would find out most clearly what I thought I thought, when I saw it written down," that was inspirational to me. Reading a few of the essays in the book also helped ease the tension when doing my own writing. I have a long way to go until I write like some of those writers who's articles I enjoy reading, but it's a rough draft. My finished paper  will be a lot better. 

I think tattoos are personal preference and I don't have a problem with them. Expression of love, rebellion and addiction to body art are a few reason that i think people get tattoos. I have a tattoo myself, as  symbol of love for my wife. Before we got married, my wife asked me to get a tattoo to symbolize my love for her. Something like that, but you get my point :). I don't regret it either, in fact, I plan on getting another someday.