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| but no, it's 1 am.
yesterday was daylight savings opposite day. that is the day everyone agrees to give up an hour of sleep for an extra hour of daylight. on the whole, it is a trade worth making. however, the immediate consequences should not be trivialized. i was awake when i wished to be asleep and now i am again awake as i wish to be asleep.
fortunately both yesterday and its predecessor ranked very highly on the "spring-tease" scale; this offsets the trouble somewhat.
at the very least, it helped me to offset the massive poundage i have been putting onto myself (i ran outside). not lean poundage, either, mind you, but the mercilessly unshapely round poundage.
why round pounds? well, let me tell you how i roll these days.
these days, i wake up at (choose the best answer):
7am for class
8am for class
9am for class
or
wait for it. wait (3 hours) for it:
12pm noon for because i can.
yup, i can do that. jealous? so will i be next year when i am waking up at 430.
i can wake up at this extraordinary hour because for the last two themes, our professors have provided us with very good reading material. so good that there's no need to go to or listen to lecture. on the whole, i would estimate this has saved me approximately one "crap load" of hours of studying. with so many free crap loads of time, and with no class to go to, i can wake up whenever i like. it is as if t.i. is my sugar daddy of time.
but it doesn't take a genius to realize that waking up at noon means going to bed much later - for me, around 3-4am.
typical day: i wake up at noon, mope around the apartment, make lunch (yes, roast beef sandwich with egg, cheese and now featuring BUFFALO sauce), then head out to starbucks, my favorite study place around 1. i study, study, study, get hungry around 4, go to subway, buy a sub (usually chicken+bacon+ranch+jalepenos, spinach, black pepper but more recently sweet onion teriyaki chicken (possible RM antidote)), return to starbucks, then eat it and study until around 8-9, when i go home. hungry again.
this is where the bad news begins. leans, vegans, primary care physicians - you may want to not read this next part.
for valentines day, my mom sent me a 2-pound care package. it had: 1 heart-shaped box of hershey kisses, 1 heart-shaped box of lindt truffles, 1 bag of caramel hershey kisses, 1 bag of mini-butterfingers. oh, and a pound of chinese beef jerky.
and sometimes on my way home, i stop by price chopper, where buy stuff like cereal, cookies and pastries.
so from 10-4 am, i alternate between watching tv, chatting, doing work, and eating. i get a lot of each done.
in fact, typical scene from the week after valentine's candy arrived:
24-year old Timothy Tran is sitting as his computer sending instant messages.
His hands alternate between typing on the keyboard and unwrapping caramel hershey kisses.
someone writes something funny. he laughs - ha, ha, ha. then he looks down at his desk at sees tens of opened candy wrappers. no more laughter.
recently, a funny thing has happened. since i started exercising again, i've been more reluctant to indulge myself as if i were a coping-with-heartbreak-35-year-old woman. because the exercise is helping me to become pretty again. and since i already did the hard part towards Persephonecation, why waste the effort and wash down untamed temptations? i gave away the rest of my candy.
alas, despite the sleeplessness, it seems that these past few days have been truly glorious indeed.
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| whaat's up???? it's me again.
damn. i'm pretty sure most of my posts that start with "hey i'm back!" or "ahh it's been too long" or "damn time flies!" end up sucking. almost always because i have no idea what i'm going to write after that. it's the same case with this entry, but let's suck it up and see if anything good happens, shall we?
(edit: nothing does. you can stop here)
hmm
so 5 minutes just passed and i considered writing about the following topics:
a) life as a second year med student (here's a hint: could be better)
b) stuff that i cook/eat (not much has changed)
c) the ungodly amount of caffeine-free diet pepsi i drink (i'm surprised my saliva isn't carbonated)
d) my day
none of which seem all that exciting.
so...crap! i'm stuck now. i just ran through all of my topics and i didn't like any of them.
whatever. at least i'm back, right? and damn it feels good to be back, bitches! | | |
| hey
i'm back.
i'm going to the cayman islands tomorrow. excited.
c's 2-0. exciting.
more to come soon.
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| i am
sad
it's coming to an end already. tomorrow is the last full day my family and i will spend in cancun.
i think i'm in one of those moods where if i were to write something, it'd be all pensive. and i don't wanna do that. other things to do.
back again soon. too soon!! goodbye
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| yes hello!
today i am less sensitive to my sunburn but more sensitive to my weight. i have eaten steaks for 3 consecutive days (and 4 consecutive non-breakfastmeals), ordered room service innumerable times, eaten ice cream or had dessert with every non-breakfast meal, and have done much sitting. thank goodness for diet coke.
this is not of great concern to me, because 30 minutes from now, when my sister finishes being tired, i am going to the fitness center to run. and run. and run. run away all my shame and restore the fine features of my upper torso. yes, indeed, after 20 minutes on the treadmilll all will be well again and i can resume my glorious lifestyle.
things i enjoy in cancun
- eating dinner at 8:30 pm
- eating lunch at 2 pm
- eating room service at all hours of the day
- unlimited diet coke
- no dumplings or roast beef sandwiches (just need a break)
- taking pictures
- reading forever
- laying around forever
- wearing sunglasses and in general feeling cool
- doing the internet forever
today i received a back massage on my sunburned back. it was really nice. i was very relaxed (previously, with massages, i'd get all tense and flex each muscle they wanted to massage. i think i didn't want the masseuse know that i was in fact not muscular but in fact an epic endomorph). so that was quite pleasing. i also received treatment upon my hands and feet. also good. i am a new, clean man.
slightly tanner as well. today i laid out with my sister as i finished "friday night lights" (the book) and wore a hat and t-shirt. not taking any sun risks today. i wore lots of sunscreen too. covered my arms and face till they were white as paul.
and that is about it. soon i will complete my mesomorphic metamorphosis and all will be well.
be well all of you. bask in the delight.
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