I'm four years into college now, and this week is finals week. My lazy personality is getting the best of me, opting to write this post than to actually study. But don't worry about me, I've read a little bit whether it's actually related to the actual test is a mystery.
If I were in any other course, I'd be graduating this year. Or not. It really depends on my determination. Let's just say I am very determined, and I am in fact graduating this year. Then I'd be a very happy camper. But that's not where I am, I'm in a five-year course and I'm already delayed a year which makes my total years spent in college six.
Many of my friends are graduating this year. It's nice to see them move up in the world, getting a degree and starting a new chapter in their lives while I, still stuck in college, am bound to attend their graduation parties, eat and sulk in the process.
Laziness should be classified as a disease. It's not really, but it's a better reason than just being naturally lazy. A friend of mine told me that there's a point of time that we can't rely on not studying anymore, it might have worked in previous years, but it's getting serious. (@mikes41720, Michael Brian Tiña). Tests before had been, in relation to the present, easier. I agree with him, but it doesn't faze me enough to actually start trying, or trying harder.
The painful truth is that we're all getting older. Friends are graduating, and you're left behind. Friends are getting married, and you're alone. Friends are having kids, and you're still one. Four years into my college education, and I find myself thinking that maybe I'm not meant to be a physical therapist. Twenty years into life, and I'm stuck in a rut.
I still want to finish though. All this time and effort, no matter how little, can't go to waste. At least after finishing, I'll have a diploma to show off, and maybe get taken seriously. If you invest in something, you just have to make sure that it's the right thing to do.
A slightly bigger push and I'm almost there. Two years is a little while longer than I had expected but there's nothing else to do than to stick it out and try your hardest. In the long run, it might be worth it.
I hope it is.
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Sorry for the unorganized post, it's just a thought I think I want to get out there. A thought I want to share. It's exactly how my brain is right now, unorganized. I know some people might relate to this, some of my friends especially. Here's to us, and to our cloudy futures!
Sunday, March 18
Tuesday, March 13
Gym Woes
Two months now, and a couple of days into my third month since I started going to the gym. Since then, I've lost a substantial amount of weight, or it seems that I have. Either way, it's nice to get a couple of compliments about the weight loss though it is Filipino nature to deny them.
Anyway, going to the gym is not always fun and games. Sometimes, not at all, not even close, but some people do have fun going to the gym, staying fit and lifting weights. So when dreading to have to go to the gym, decide to have a gym buddy, a friend you go to the gym with.
I had one such friend, but he's abandoned the role now to fulfill other earthly duties. Dick. But the times when we went together, it was great. That just means you at least have someone to talk to during your breaks from working out, or if you're just really lazy to workout then that person will be there working out while you annoy him.
Being alone now at the gym isn't so bad. There are other friends I've over the past two months. Most of them, acquaintances really, just giving out the occasional hi's and hello's. That's what you get at the gym. Well, for me that is. I seem to give off a very bad first impression which I've grown to know about myself.
The more and more you frequent the gym, the clearer it becomes, shit's not gonna happen if you eat like there's no tomorrow. Many a people would wish that food contained zero calories, so that people didn't need to go to the gym to burn it off. But if food contained no calories, then what would we run on? If only we were like cars, and just ran on water (to cars that could), or some other form of energy.
Over the months, I've gotten more conscious about my body than I ever was. I was a person who didn't really care much for whatever I ate, but I'm learning. So to remedy this, I actually began using an iPod app that counts my food intake, myfitnesspal (check it out, it's free.)
The good thing about this is it's database is fairly extensive, but only if you've got a connection to the internet. Using it without the online database, it is still pretty useful. The only downside to this is that there is no way to actually tell that you've eaten the same amount to account for the number of calories that's shown in the app, although it can guide you to become aware of what you're eating.
I've been having a hard time keeping up with my diet recently. Food just seems to pop up everywhere I look, it doesn't help that there's some in the fridge. Today, I was on the treadmill and a show on television went on named Food Network Challenge: Ice Cream Clash. From the name alone, you can infer how much food I wish I could have right then and there. Needless to say, I was on the treadmill thirty minutes more than I usually do.
Summer is fast approaching. With only less than two weeks left, beach parties are bound to be about, to celebrate the ending of classes and the rising heat of the sun.
It's time I get serious about my going to the gym.
Anyway, going to the gym is not always fun and games. Sometimes, not at all, not even close, but some people do have fun going to the gym, staying fit and lifting weights. So when dreading to have to go to the gym, decide to have a gym buddy, a friend you go to the gym with.
I had one such friend, but he's abandoned the role now to fulfill other earthly duties. Dick. But the times when we went together, it was great. That just means you at least have someone to talk to during your breaks from working out, or if you're just really lazy to workout then that person will be there working out while you annoy him.
Being alone now at the gym isn't so bad. There are other friends I've over the past two months. Most of them, acquaintances really, just giving out the occasional hi's and hello's. That's what you get at the gym. Well, for me that is. I seem to give off a very bad first impression which I've grown to know about myself.
The more and more you frequent the gym, the clearer it becomes, shit's not gonna happen if you eat like there's no tomorrow. Many a people would wish that food contained zero calories, so that people didn't need to go to the gym to burn it off. But if food contained no calories, then what would we run on? If only we were like cars, and just ran on water (to cars that could), or some other form of energy.
Over the months, I've gotten more conscious about my body than I ever was. I was a person who didn't really care much for whatever I ate, but I'm learning. So to remedy this, I actually began using an iPod app that counts my food intake, myfitnesspal (check it out, it's free.)
The good thing about this is it's database is fairly extensive, but only if you've got a connection to the internet. Using it without the online database, it is still pretty useful. The only downside to this is that there is no way to actually tell that you've eaten the same amount to account for the number of calories that's shown in the app, although it can guide you to become aware of what you're eating.
I've been having a hard time keeping up with my diet recently. Food just seems to pop up everywhere I look, it doesn't help that there's some in the fridge. Today, I was on the treadmill and a show on television went on named Food Network Challenge: Ice Cream Clash. From the name alone, you can infer how much food I wish I could have right then and there. Needless to say, I was on the treadmill thirty minutes more than I usually do.
Summer is fast approaching. With only less than two weeks left, beach parties are bound to be about, to celebrate the ending of classes and the rising heat of the sun.
It's time I get serious about my going to the gym.
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