In other news, summer term started on Monday. That's right, I have officially started my summer of hell. I'm taking first year spanish that usually is taken in 9 months. Since it's summer, I'm taking all of the work of 9 months in 9 weeks. That's right, 5 days a week, 2 hours and 20 minutes a day of spanish. Maybe this doesn't seem like a lot to some people. Maybe you're thinking, 'Well, I go to work for 8 hours a day, 2 hours should be simple.' Unfortunately it's not necessarily the amount of time that kills, it's the amount of vocabulary and actividades and homework and stupid online-programs that are new so they don't work properly that gets me. Well, and the amount of time I spend in the Science Two building that they are doing construction on (just like everything else in this city) that smells like burning rubber in one half and paper mache in the other half. But I'm talking about the nasty puke flavored, chunkie paper mache that we used in Kindergarden not the gloss-like, clear, non-puke smelling stuff I was finally introduced to in 10th grade. What was I talking about now? Puke. Oh yes, spanish class. It's a bitch. I guess that's all I have to say about that.
I am also taking a swimming class and a power yoga class this summer. I'm really excited about these classes especially since I recently realized I have gained almost 50 pounds since I graduated high school 5 years ago. I know there's no way in hell I will ever be as small as I was 5 years ago, but my clothes won't fit and I'm too broke to buy a new wardrobe. So anyway, the swimming class is pretty challenging but laid back. I finally bought a swim cap and goggles that don't take on water, as well as a bathing suit that isn't an old tank top with elastic that doesn't move, so that's pretty cool. I always thought swimming caps were stupid. Now I have seen the light and cheese and rice they are the greatest things EVER. I'm also pretty pumped about power yoga even though I won't be wearing a swimming cap. I was a little intimidated because it is 1 hour and 40 minutes instead of the normal 50 minutes but I really enjoyed it. My teacher is awesome and I feel very prepared for this class. I really need to work on my stress levels and I need to allow my body to move and support itself. With all the back/hip/shoulder/knee problems I've been experiencing more intensely this last year, I need to help my body. I was on prescription anti-inflammatories recently but I'm not sure how much they helped and I don't want to be on a daily prescription forever. In yoga I finally had the epiphany that my body was built to support itself and function properly with no pain. Since I do have pain, I need to adjust what I'm telling myself about my body and I need to support my body by exercising and eating better. I am only 23 and I would rather not get into the habit of thinking I have an unsolvable problem. So there's that.
So now I have to pee. It's only 11:13am on Saturday and I cannot believe I have achieved as much as I have. I woke up at 9:15 or so. Mike has been getting up early to go to work and I have been getting myself up around 10 so I can do homework before class. This is insane that I'm even able to use these numbers. For those of you who don't know me well, I refuse to answer the phone before noon because I'm usually sleeping. All of my friends are very aware that if they call before noon, I will not answer unless some shift in the universe has caused me to wake early. My friends apologize when they call early but of course my parents absolutely LOVE to call me before noon when they know I'm sleeping. My brother enjoys this too. I guess there's nothing like family...or something like that.
Peace and Love.
