C'est La Vie

Today was very unproductive for me. If anything, I did some laundry, so that has to count for something, right? That means I stepped foot outside! Well no, it doesn't count and yes I am very ashamed for not going outside and moving around. Baaaah, I fail. Tomorrow is dedicated to homework. I think I will do Spanish homework fist, just to get those 9 pages (so gross!) out of the way. Then I will do mymath homework and then I will check blackboard to see if I have homework in my other classes. If I do, I'll do that. Then after that I will read the Spanish story, answer the questions, study math, and hopefully read. :DD Yay, here's hoping that I actually get that done! :DD

Today I looked through the movie on mem.com about my papa. It is just a slide show of a few pictures with him in them and the family. Some really old from his Marine Corps days, and others that were taken in the last couple of years of his life. I noticed that my sister had added more pictures to the movie. Just seeing all the pictures and thinking through the years, I started to cry.

I can't remember the last time I legitamately cried because my heart or something was hurting. Even crying over a guy or something. I can't remember the last time tears actually spilled. Hmm, odd. Usually I am pretty sensitive, I could cry over the smallest things, but I guess that's not happening now.

That's weird though. I didn't notice when that happened. I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing. I suppose it is a good thing that I stopped crying, but I don't want to be desensitized to life.

Hmmm. C'est la vie.