Breakfast of champions
Right now I'm proud of myself because during my break of 3 hour biology class, I walked to Starbucks and got a normal coffee w/ splenda and a banana instead of going to Dunkin Donuts and getting a breakfast sandwich + ubersugarcreamer coffee.
All my good work will be thrown to hell this afternoon of course because my "study group" meets at a bar. Here's hoping I still make it to the gym.
I didn't make it to the gym yesterday but I danced and did abs work so at the very least my body won't think it's on permanent break again.
I'm looking forward to my "solar flow" yoga class tomorrow. It's based on the Shiva Rea school of yoga. They're these really great DVDs and she has a school in California. She does lots of fun poses and flow and keeps moving, and she does a lot of back work. This is good. By tomorrow I should be ready for another attack on my arms- I'm getting my muscles back. Chicks with arms are hot.
I already feel better- I don't know whether that's exercise or better sleep or the crucial rise in outdoor temperature. All of the above perhaps.
I did talk to Aaron yesterday and I have no idea what happened. I don't think it went particularly well but we were both unhappy so how well could it have gone? There was no yelling, there was minimal berating, and everyone expressed their feelings as honestly as possible without aforementioned yelling. We didn't come to any conclusions but then we didn't need to. I at least made it clear that I would make absolutely no more effort towards him and that if he wants to be friends it falls entirely on him.
So I guess I did come to the conclusion that we're not friends anymore. Because when he talks about scheduling he just so obviously has no plan.
But at the very least, it's an amicable communicative parting. I'm too busy until the end of school anyway. I'm studying, going to the gym, riding my bike, and spending time with my housemate. And looking for the next extraordinary person to fall for and be inevitably left by. Silly, that.
So my things I want to accomplish:
Look into my applications to UIC for spring next year, if not, then fall.
Look into applying to UIChampaign Urbana instead.
Of course, catch up with my biology work.
When spring semester ends, begin work in french.
Prep work for summer semester.
I need to buy tickets to go see my parents/siblings at the end of may.
I need to schedule a meeting with an adviser at Urbana Champaign and figure out how to get there. This may be tricky.
I'm obsessed with going to school and I'm not sure that I want to live here anymore. I think it might be good to go back to living someplace where all there is to think about is class, and where there are activities on campus. Dunno.
Life is good. But 3 hours of biology on a Saturday morning could depress anyone. So ignore this post.
All my good work will be thrown to hell this afternoon of course because my "study group" meets at a bar. Here's hoping I still make it to the gym.
I didn't make it to the gym yesterday but I danced and did abs work so at the very least my body won't think it's on permanent break again.
I'm looking forward to my "solar flow" yoga class tomorrow. It's based on the Shiva Rea school of yoga. They're these really great DVDs and she has a school in California. She does lots of fun poses and flow and keeps moving, and she does a lot of back work. This is good. By tomorrow I should be ready for another attack on my arms- I'm getting my muscles back. Chicks with arms are hot.
I already feel better- I don't know whether that's exercise or better sleep or the crucial rise in outdoor temperature. All of the above perhaps.
I did talk to Aaron yesterday and I have no idea what happened. I don't think it went particularly well but we were both unhappy so how well could it have gone? There was no yelling, there was minimal berating, and everyone expressed their feelings as honestly as possible without aforementioned yelling. We didn't come to any conclusions but then we didn't need to. I at least made it clear that I would make absolutely no more effort towards him and that if he wants to be friends it falls entirely on him.
So I guess I did come to the conclusion that we're not friends anymore. Because when he talks about scheduling he just so obviously has no plan.
But at the very least, it's an amicable communicative parting. I'm too busy until the end of school anyway. I'm studying, going to the gym, riding my bike, and spending time with my housemate. And looking for the next extraordinary person to fall for and be inevitably left by. Silly, that.
So my things I want to accomplish:
Look into my applications to UIC for spring next year, if not, then fall.
Look into applying to UIChampaign Urbana instead.
Of course, catch up with my biology work.
When spring semester ends, begin work in french.
Prep work for summer semester.
I need to buy tickets to go see my parents/siblings at the end of may.
I need to schedule a meeting with an adviser at Urbana Champaign and figure out how to get there. This may be tricky.
I'm obsessed with going to school and I'm not sure that I want to live here anymore. I think it might be good to go back to living someplace where all there is to think about is class, and where there are activities on campus. Dunno.
Life is good. But 3 hours of biology on a Saturday morning could depress anyone. So ignore this post.