Posted on February 16, 2017
Thursday, February 16th, 2017
Today I woke up at 10. While late to some, it’s become my daily wake up time these past few weeks of late-starts. I went to bed the previous night rather late (1:30 A.M.), so I felt pretty groggy after getting up. I quickly hopped out of bed, threw on jeans and my work shirt, and then rushed out the door to my car (realizing that I had forgotten to brush my teeth or put on deodorant, much to my dismay). I turned Bluetooth on in my car as I started my day to some electronic music. Daft Punk is usually the only artist that cheers me up in the early afternoons. I listened to “Give Life Back To Music” as I drove my daily route to work a few miles from my apartment.
After clocking in, I shuffled into the back of the small restaurant to begin washing dishes. The spray nozzle has been misbehaving recently, so it jammed and permanently began to spray an endless stream of scalding water. This resulted in shutting off the main water line, which led to a rising amount of dishes that most likely won’t be touched until later on in the evening. A usual shift of greeting customers, making wrapped pitas, and counting out change was met with the usual amount of enthusiasm. You can only expect so much from a job that only gives you a dismal bit of hours a week. The lack of hours led me to find another job that entailed the exact same procedure (washing dishes). Hopefully the kitchen is in better working shape than my other position. After only two hours of work, I was quickly cut by my manager as a result of the lack of customers.
I’m struggling with the rising amount of laziness that embodies myself. I strongly want to improve myself, but the issue tends to result from a lack of motivation. It’s hard to wake up in the morning with a chipper attitude and a smile when you’re struggling to make rent. Yeah, I can see the obvious problem that comes from me wasting my time in the evenings, but that procrastination provides the only happiness in my life right now. I’m quickly becoming a loser, and there is little that I can do to stop it. Might as well embrace it by diving into the persona with a broken disposition and a pissed-off mentality.
My sister and parents are currently in Vegas with my cousin celebrating my sister’s legal right to drink and gamble (21st birthday today). While I’m sure they’ll have fun tonight, my night is scheduled to pulling a double (which starts in a few hours). I’m finding relief and relaxation listening to my last paid month of Spotify as I type out this daily entry for you to read. I think I’ll end up spending the next hour cleaning up my room and exercising. After typing out this bleak entry, perhaps I’ve found enough motivation to move forward by bossing myself into submission. I guess it only takes a bit of whining and a disgusting look into your own psyche to find the need to work on yourself. Who knew?
I’ve found a bit of pleasure in watching some educational material on the internet today. It’s in the form of Crash Course videos, which are made by Hank and John Green (along with a bunch of others that never get enough recognition). The subjects are funded by Patreon and PBS, which is quite funny to see them embrace a digital culture. I spent the past hour learning about a few interesting subjects, thus making me a more learned individual. Here is the list for your enjoyment: