And...I'm back! Betcha thought I was dead, eh? Think again! I'm am currently on a 3-week hiatus from school and, boy does it feel good! I'm honestly dreading going back to school. I'm about to start my 7th year of college. Whoa. Nerd, much? No. Not nerd. Just a glutten for punishment. My brain has decided it doesn't like school anymore. In fact, this is a conversation I had with my brain at the end of this last semester:
Me: "Hey, brain! How about we start writing this autism paper?"
Brain: "Hmm...No. I want chips."
Me: "Please? The sooner we get it done the closer we are to finishing the semester."
Brain: "Psh. Screw school. It's summer and we deserve to have a good time. How about grabbin' those Cheetos?"
There was nothing I could do. My brain walked me into the kitchen and forced me to eat a Cheeto Puff. Those puffs are evil. You have to eat half a bag to feel even remotely satisfied. Not to mention the MSG. Damn you, MSG! You actually make me want more and more and more until half my face is covered in orange powder. Then I looked like a crazed addict and have to call on the dog to help me clean up.
Which leads me to another point: grad school is hazardous to your health. I have gained 15 lbs. since grad school started last year. Whoa. Whoa. Whoa! How did this happen? Since when does grad school turn you into a heffer? (Not as in Hugh, but as in Hippo). Clearly the Freshman 15 decided to wait until grad school to attack me. Lame. Oh so lame.
I've decided the following 3 items have contributed to this weight gain and I place all blame on them (because I would never be at fault, right?):
1) Sugared [caffeinated] drinks
I have a love/hate relationship with these items. I hate how much I love them. At least I've been trying to drink diet sodas lately. That's gotta count for something, right? As far as the MSG goes. It's in everything that I love. Cheetos, Ramen, Cup Noodles, Mac n' Cheese. It's hard to avoid it when you're like me and don't have many skillz in the kitchen. Finally, we come to computers. I spend the majority of my day on them. I sit in front of one to do data entry for work, have my laptop open during classes to take notes (and not surf the web, cough, cough), and keep it open all evening to hang out on Facebook and type up paperwork. I never get a break! And, truth be told, I'm remotely okay with that. As I said, I hate how much I love the computer.
Well, I can't think of much more to say here. So you'll have to be satisfied with this, for now. Oh, one last thing: I finally got my grades and got the highest GPA so far in grad school. Not a 4.0 like I would've wanted, but remotely close. Yay!
Okay. I'm done. Peace out, internet homies.