I would get a life the weekend before my final projects are due… It used to be school at the butt crack of dawn; gym for like 5 hours (no really) like 5 hours and then homework into the wee hours of the night- There was a key component missing in my daily routine. Socialization. Without it anyone would go crazy. After preparing my salad on the toilet (a low point in my life thus far) I couldn’t wait to get the hell out of these dorms, and be in a cozy west side apartment. But then something grand happened. I. Made. Friends. Well I always had buds but my rigorous gyming prevented me from seeing them. I have found a balance in my life, and things are looking up! I get home from class, meander down to the lobby, and post up. Essentially I am killing two birds with one stone. Homework, and buddy time, followed by the gym.
My buddies are male, and after a long day swimming in a sea of estrogen I find it relaxing to just chill with the boys- I couldn’t be happier. The Saharan state I am always complaining about “is what it is”, and I’m good. I could hold off another 8 months if I needed to (I don’t want to, but I’m just saying it’s possible). I mean I waited 17 years 11 months and 8 days to even being partaking in the fine art of “swapping spit” so I will happily solider on. I love this feeling I have. Happiness, something a long time coming; but I’m off. The city calls. Tonight, we RAGE.
XoXo- Limardi<3
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