The inner most thoughts of a nut-job, needy, neurotic sociopath who enjoys fitness, cows, coffee, and manic studying.
How are you today? "Functional"
Published on January 18, 2004 By Biomajor In Welcome
I'm a huge fan of blogs. During my horrible cliche prescription of "down-time" I scower the blogs of some of my personal favorites including, but not limited to:

http://skwigg.tripod.com/blog/
http://bisousmd.tripod.com/
http://journal.bitchypoo.com/

I hope they don't mind some shameless promotion.

At any rate, I get cranky when they don't update rightatthisverymoment. I abate this cranky-ness by reading their archives. I was called a "copy-cat" once in preschool (hurt me terribly at the time). I never quite let go of that habit, so I'm going to be a copy-cat and build a blog on my own.

Anyway, the particulars are I'm a student. For the next decade or so, I will remain a student. I'll be leaving for college in August. Finish that in, at best, three years. Go onto med-school where in I will becoming extremely manic, get through that in four years, and then complete a four year residency where in I stay in tears most of the time and either a: gain 30 pounds or b: loose 30 pounds.

Until that time, I will be cooling my heels as a senior in high school. I take two classes there and two classes at a community college. I have 21 hours accumulated. If I play that game right, I will enter my "freshman" year with 36.

I am a type 'A' over-achiever, thankyousomuch.

I don't smoke. I don't drink. Drugs are out of my ever loving mind. I suppose that makes me a parent's dream and a prom date's worst night mare.

I don't date. Although I tried to. Once. I'm going through a divorce, so to speak, of a guy who was interested, granted, but as time progressed, he decided he wasn't looking for a relationship but more of a "friend with benefits."
Yes. He actually said that.
And since he was a "nice guy" who was "respectful", if I wanted him to "take my virginity", he "might consider it".
Yes. He actually said that.

See what I put up with?

So I let that slide for a while and when I found my called upon to come over, watch a movie, and then relieve some pent up pressure (use your imagination, friends.) I nipped that quick fast and in a hurry.

Homie just don't play 'dat...

...or at least without the title of "girlfriend".

So enter me spiriling into a small minor depression where in a decide I am obese. I am now working out with a vengence (I've been steadily a gym rat for about 4 years now). And in this depression, I decided to follow the advice of Women's World magazine and take a carb blocker and eat all the sandwiches and cereal and baked potatoes I want.

Here's what they don't tell you!

You'll expierence awful gas and stomach pains. You will not look leaner as your stomach will be so pumpedfulla air, fiber, water, and bloatacular carbs that it looks quite like someone shoved a tire down your throat, through your esophagus, and now where it everso ungracefully around your waist.

So, those are in the garbage and it is back to the perfectly sain supplements of green tea, calcium, and chromium along with absurd amounts of chicken, egg whites, and cottage cheese coupled with steel cut oats and sweet potatoes. Sandwiches are back to being an extreme luxary and cheat meal. And cereal? Best saved for the occasional Free Day.

At any rate, I'm slowly edging my way back to sanity and back to my way of being on track in terms of success. I eat right. Workout. Sleep eight to nine hours a night. I make good grades and have my career path planned out. I stay out of trouble and have a good rapport with parents, teacher, and administrative staff at school.

Nevermind that I'm a god awful caffeine addict, a perfectionist, and spend entirely too much money at the grocery store and entirely too much time online.

I'm a little antisocial. Heh. <>

So, today's agenda includes homework and reading, cleaning my bedroom and bathroom, sorting through clothes to give to Goodwill as well as joining Body for Life Women's Club where in I want to make some online aquaintences...

...as well as shamelessly promote my blog... heh.

And if I get to feeling just real motivated, I will ignore the soreness and mental fatigue and actually workout.




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