After 5 years at Rutgers, I realized it’s uncool to be 15 minutes early or even on time to social / campus events.

In the real world, it’s expected to be 15 minutes early to everything that matters.

That’s a 30 minute swing, no wonder it’s so hard to adapt sometimes.

1. Keyboard : semi-weighted is fine.. I’m pretty sure I get to keep my piano once I move out =D =D

2. New glasses =/

3. Snowboard / Googles / Gear

4. MAD BOOKS

things just work out so the people I care about don’t have to suffer because they feel the need to take on every problem in the world and try to solve it by themselves.

Not having heating / stove because the douchebag downstairs never started a utilities account and somehow we’re being punished for it as well.

Need to find somewhere to shower.. So.. Cold and…dirty

There it was. A chance to contribute to the cycle of bad karma that always befalls me at Werblin Recreation Center.

I pick up my backpack, done with my workout. I check for my belongings; they are still there. I am thankful. A thick, brown wallet and a shiny HTC smartphone stick noticeably out of a person’s hoodie. For a moment, feelings of bitterness wash over me and I get a strong desire to show this defenseless and unsuspecting sucker what I’ve been through.

3 times. 3 times some faceless asshole makes the amoral decision to steal everything from me. Not only just steal, but dig through with the INTENT and DESIRE to inconvenience me in the greatest way possible.

Then I saw the grainy, worn face on the RUID. Instantly, I empathized and acted without even a thought. How terrible would it be for this student to have all their shit stolen. How it would suck when all their cash, their nice Android phone, keys to their dorm, possibly a few meal swipes get pillaged and the remainder discarded carelessly into a trashcan for sanitation staff to salvage.

Before the devil and the angel could even start their moral battle over my shoulders, I tucked everything neatly into the pocket everything fell from and left.

I bitched out.

I stopped the cycle of hate, turned the other cheek, whatever you want to call it.

If I hadn’t seen that human face I would have instantly jacked that shit based on my previous experiences. Even when everything made sense, I guess I still my sense of humanity to save me from being a total asshole.

I bailed on my training partner @ the gym. When I finally find someone that ‘gets it’, I act as the worst possible example and skip a workout because I overslept. Still can’t forgive myself, because it reveals my shaky attitude about my focus. I set out to be able to squat 365 by december. At the rate I’m going, I can maybe hit 315lbs. I jumped from 225 at the end of september to 275 presently in less than 1 month. Good progress, but probably not enough to make up for lost time.

with hot girl friends demoralize and give me hope at the same time.

I mean if they could do it, so…can….I?

you notice THAT person changes their privacy settings… just for you

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Losing vision during your set, regaining focus, finishing the set, and then blacking out into a really nasty and chalk covered chair.

All thanks to the sign that says ‘No Passing Out’ plastered right in front of my face.. I love it

Needless to say I haven’t been to the gym in a minute and it always shows.. that and the -8 lbs since the beginning of the month