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Sunday, October 26, 2003
Today was a good and bad day.
The bad part of today: having to get up before I felt like it (1200 hours...aka noon).
The good part of today: going out to eat with my immediate and some of my extended family (grandmother, aunt, uncle). The place was really good...except I made the mistake of ordering tripe...NEVER EVER EVER eat tripe!!! Its REALLY disgusting, and tastes like slime. My brain should've kicked in and not ordered it once I found out it's the interior lining of a cow's stomach, but my urge to try something new destroyed all reason and logic. Curiousity DOES kill the cat...note to self...STOP BEING CURIOUS!!!
TRIPE IS DISGUSTING!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Had two cups of coffee...and since its been a while since I've had real good strong coffee, I got the "shakes", while my mind is racing a mile a second with almost no coherent thought coming out of that jumbled mess that I call a "brain".
Looking back on vacation, it certainly was better than I may say it is...I mean, sure, I missed all my friends in Worcester, and I didn't get to hang out with them at all...but then again, I was able to hang out with my friends at home on friday nights (not during the week--they all either work or are still in school, leaving me with no one to hang out with 99% of the time).
I volunteered at InterFaith Social Services Bureau on Tuesday and Thursday, and caught up with the goings on over there.
Several of the nights I'd go for a fun run with Chris (~5 miles, including running to and from Marina Bay). We got to do some really good hill workouts. The best part of it was (besides running with him) is that my hip didn't hurt at all, and I may be making a fast recovery. I might be able to catch the tail end of the road racing season if I'm lucky. If not, well, there's always next year, and this time I'm NOT going to get hurt.
Being at home both kicked ass and sucked, but it was worth it. Sure, I missed the guys back in Worcester, but then again I don't know how much longer I could go without seeing my friends from back home.
To my friends in Worcester: I'll see you soon. To my friends in Quincy: I pray I'll see you guys again, hopefully around Thanksgiving.
Life is full of heartbreaks. I'd best get some armor.
Je mourrais plutôt que soyez déshonoré!!!
The bad part of today: having to get up before I felt like it (1200 hours...aka noon).
The good part of today: going out to eat with my immediate and some of my extended family (grandmother, aunt, uncle). The place was really good...except I made the mistake of ordering tripe...NEVER EVER EVER eat tripe!!! Its REALLY disgusting, and tastes like slime. My brain should've kicked in and not ordered it once I found out it's the interior lining of a cow's stomach, but my urge to try something new destroyed all reason and logic. Curiousity DOES kill the cat...note to self...STOP BEING CURIOUS!!!
TRIPE IS DISGUSTING!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Had two cups of coffee...and since its been a while since I've had real good strong coffee, I got the "shakes", while my mind is racing a mile a second with almost no coherent thought coming out of that jumbled mess that I call a "brain".
Looking back on vacation, it certainly was better than I may say it is...I mean, sure, I missed all my friends in Worcester, and I didn't get to hang out with them at all...but then again, I was able to hang out with my friends at home on friday nights (not during the week--they all either work or are still in school, leaving me with no one to hang out with 99% of the time).
I volunteered at InterFaith Social Services Bureau on Tuesday and Thursday, and caught up with the goings on over there.
Several of the nights I'd go for a fun run with Chris (~5 miles, including running to and from Marina Bay). We got to do some really good hill workouts. The best part of it was (besides running with him) is that my hip didn't hurt at all, and I may be making a fast recovery. I might be able to catch the tail end of the road racing season if I'm lucky. If not, well, there's always next year, and this time I'm NOT going to get hurt.
Being at home both kicked ass and sucked, but it was worth it. Sure, I missed the guys back in Worcester, but then again I don't know how much longer I could go without seeing my friends from back home.
To my friends in Worcester: I'll see you soon. To my friends in Quincy: I pray I'll see you guys again, hopefully around Thanksgiving.
Life is full of heartbreaks. I'd best get some armor.
Je mourrais plutôt que soyez déshonoré!!!
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