The best part about saturday and sunday was walking to school, and back. I never realized what a beautiful neighborhood I have and how serene it is. I think from now on, whenever there's a practice going on, I will walk instead of drive because it is good exercise and it saves me from finding a parking place, hoping that OUPD does not give me a ticket.
These days, I have been very busy with cultural nights. It started with Malaysian Night. I was involved in choreographing the fashion show and participated in Dikit Barat. Then, I had to help out with Vietnamese Night's fashion show, and now, Indian dance and fashion show. If there is one big concern of mine, it is I hope the audience are all different all they will be sick of seeing the same people. And soon, it will be the Eve of Nation. I have never participated in so many different cultural nights during my student days, but now that I have graduated, it is easier for me to say yes, I can help because I am always free after five. And I am glad, because it is sort of my dream to participate in other cultural nights, especially India Night.
Whenever I was practicing the India dance, I really wish my partner was Kalyan, instead of Gathum because he is ever so humble and fun to be with, in a geekish way. But I think the feeling will pass soon because it always does, until someone "cooler" comes along.
I spend my spring break camping in Wichita Mountains. A 3 day 2 nights stay. It was a wonderful experience, except for the part where I gained three pounds. We had to cook over a campfire, set up tents (2), gather firewood, hiked, walked to the restroom, and be dirty. We took a semi-primitive campsite, P4, and we loved it so much that we decided to stay for a second night. I mean, who would want to spent half the day setting up the tent for only one day! We had korean beef, roasted vegetables, pancakes, turkey bacon, hotdogs, chili, grapes, strawberries, cookies, crackers, trail mix. No wonder I gained weight.
The night was very cold. The first night, I huddled in my sleeping bag and could feel every stone cutting my hips whenever I turned. The second night, I slept on top of my sleeping bag and did not feel any stone, but I felt the cold eating me alive with just a blanket on top. I was just happy the sun came up.
I dont know why but I'm feeling snackish again. I really need to lose weight or run more. I think the latter sounds nicer. But, I have no time, and that is not an excuse. I am going to walk to school every time we have practice from now on.
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