Theme One: Journal

Week one: Journal Entries 1-5
Journal Entry 1
I am behind in this class. I am frustrated with the class. My computer, after a week and a half of problems and solutions, is now running, and on the internet. An exciting tool for me, though for not having access to the internet (other than in public places) in several years, I am behind in technology. I feel behind in everything.
The summer is gone and I barely spent any time outside enjoying it. My apartment is so far from organized. I was on top of it, until I began leaving laundry and paperwork where I was finished with it (as well as my boyfriend). My hamper is heaping and overflowed, the bottles and jugs are heaping, I am behind on artwork and other projects. I spend my time now, working three jobs, going to school, chain smoking cigarettes and sleeping. I have fallen into this poor habit of staying up until early hours of the morning and then, "Sleeping the whole day away," in the words of my mother. My biological clock creates my schedule, and I follow it religiously. That is why I work in the evenings, stay up late and forfeit the whole day to my subconscious. Well that is all for now.
Journal Entry 2
I am tired of working, and growing bored with it. Waiting tables is boring, when there isn't a steady flow of customers to attend to, and hosting, that shit is for the birds. Making money takes up so much time. I feel like I am haven't done any painting this whole summer. I have started two oil paintings but neither is finished.
Fall is on its way, the leaves are changing, and it is the beginning of September. The cycles continue and the transitions begin. Our daylight is rapidly decreasing by seven to eight minutes each sunset.
I am curious to experience the fall on the island. I really enjoy the ocean; I wish that the water was warmer. The ocean should keep the island warmer and we will not get as much snow, but I bet it is wonderful down here. Well for now, let us deal with the fall. I hope to find the time to drive around and take pictures so I can photograph the changes. The fall also means the end of the work season and we need to search for winter jobs. The hunt begins again. On that note, I need to go to bed. It is 4:24am.
Journal Entry 3
This year will be the first presidential election that I am old enough to vote in. I hope that more people register to vote, and go to take their one vote opportunity. I remember hearing something like only 50% of the U.S. actually votes. I have been reading some of the paper about Bush and Kerry’s campaign. I sure in hell am not voting for "W". Bush is driving this country into the ground. Everybody’s broke, innocent people are dying. Bush and the Bush administration are trying to create one world government; they are establishing democracy in other countries. Well enough about that, next subject.
I drove around doing errands today with the radio blaring, and singing along to Randy Travis. I am tired of one-way streets and random, seemingly unnecessary stop signs, and pedestrians (use the damn crosswalk!) For the whole summer, 90% of the time I rode my bike. However, then something began to squeak and I was embarrassed to ride through town. In addition, I have grown tired, and a bit lazy, therefore instead of putting WD40 on my bearings, I would rather cruise around in my Chevy, though at this time I am going to cruise on into the abyss, and dream for several hours. Good night. 3:06am.
Journal Entry 4
Today my boyfriend Wes and I went on a picnic. I just got this wicker basket with intentions on going on a picnic. It was warm today, with a September (northeastern breeze), cleaner air than the southeastern winds that bring poor air to us. N-E-ways, we went over to the park and sat down on a blanket on the edge of a baseball diamond. Soon after we finished with lunch, we shimmied down to the sea kayak tours; and went on a sunset kayaking adventure. We kayaked about three miles around some islands. Boy are we going to be sore tomorrow.
We saw a juvenile bald eagle. I really didn't do much to talk about.
Wes's birthday is coming up; I have some small surprises, but nothing big. I am making both, so there is more stress there. Today is Tuesday, his birthday is Thursday. That is a big problem living with him now, I can't work on things when I would like. I have told him that I am kicking him out of the house this week. Tough shit honey, that's how it goes. We really have a healthy relationship. We both have things to work on, but we work well together. We communicate! Well dinner is ready, my belly is empty.
Journal Entry 5
I took my neighbors dog for a ride in the car, we went to the dump and dropped off the trash, then ran more errands in town. I can't wait to be caught up on everything; I have been productive this week. Yesterday I took for myself, and for Wes. It was needed. I work six days a week. This week I got two days off. After he leaves for work, I am going to make his ice cream cake. This will be my first attempt, so I anticipate that it will take some time, but it isn't that difficult. I really like being organized, especially waking up in the morning to a clean house. It seems like we clean, well it seems like I clean everyday.
I am tired of smoking; I feel that a change is in need. I should transform with the seasons, take new steps towards my health. I don't eat breakfast. When we cook dinner, we eat well. I don't have a balanced diet. I stay up too late, eat junk directly before bed, and top it of with a cigarette. Instead of trying to prohibit cigarettes, the government allows it. This is a drug, one that the whole world can purchase legally, (permitting age limit). By providing consumers with cigarettes, tobacco companies make money off the consumer, and passing the consumer down the line. Hospitals make money off smokers. Homeowner insurance is higher to those who smoke (I think, or it is at least a question on the application. All the people that die from smoking provide money to funeral homes, and cemeteries. Cigarettes are partly for economic purposes, but also for population control. Consumers, including myself go to the store and purchase cancer sticks. If I had never started smoking, I would have had so much more money to do things that I wanted and want to do. If I had kept track of the money I have spent on cigarettes this summer I would probably been able to pay some bills ahead of time. The end of the work season is not far from now; so trying to play catch up and get ahead at the same time makes it a little more difficult. I need to call herbal research and take supplements then I my lungs can clean themselves, my nails won't grow with a yellow tint. My whitening toothpaste would actually work. I just need to discipline myself. I don't drink, sometimes I'll have a beer, I don't do drugs, and I have control over these decisions. All I need to do is stop buying them, and don't bum any off of anyone. Well the phone is ringing, going to go to talk to my mom. Later.