www.calapitter.net

Wowee, I don't really like having my face plastered up that big (and no one really gave me any feedback on getting my hair cut).. So here's what happenin' en la vida de Rebeca. I do not want to do homework. I don't have much to do tonight: rewrite some Art & Stats notes, maybe read about the art pieces and put my study guide for Art in order (I have a test on Monday), but I also know that I have a lot of work coming up later in the week as well, so tonight would be the perfect night to get ahead. Unfortunately, I am SEVERELY lacking in motivation at this point. ALERT THE MEDIA. :\

Yesterday, instead of running (I felt kinda sick and sweaty -- it is 95 degrees here, mid-September), I spent a couple minutes on the elliptical machine and then I lifted TEN THOUSAND POUNDS on the leg press machine. 100 reps times 100 pounds = 10,000 lbs. And then I did a couple of leg curls (the ones that affect the muscles on the back of your calf).. now, that made me sore for the first time in a while. I mean, running makes me sore, only because my knees and ankles are weak and sad. But these leg curls.. I could hardly make it up the stairs to my room. It's great.

I should stop turning on the TV in the morning. Not because I have trouble turning my attention from it and getting to work, but because I see things like Yoga Booty Ballet or Billy's Boot Camp and I think, "I must have that." If someone is trying to think of good Christmas presents (or 'just because' presents), those would be great.

Today I had my first big test of the year. I've had smaller, weekly quizzes in Stats, but this test really matters. I felt like I did very well, at least a 95 if I didn't make any stupid math errors. There were some things that I didn't understand, but they were minor, so I'm thinking the grade won't suffer much. But I'm pleased. I guess that's what happens when you spend 8 hours studying for a test. :)