About my life, isn't it?

All the recent blogs have one feature: They are not about me. You may ask, "Hey, how is YOUR life? Any danger of falling apart?:-)" Nah. But here are some updates about me. Since this blog is "about my life", I shouldn't be apologetic about it, should I?!

Recently I am juggling many balls in the air at the same time: writing a paper while writing chapters of dissertation and at the same time searching for data for another paper in my mind, summer camp one weeks ago and ALC program for the next three, about 40 hours of work (I slacked off a lot though), led my advisor's research group to finish some codings, just finished Harry Potter book, house job in my co-op, daily routine of exercises (running, swimming and gym in a three day rotation). Oh, I need to move office next week. Why, because my crazy department has a great plan to move everybody around, just for fun, or for the sake of keeping us fit my moving those giant desks. Thank you very much. By the way, I hope my friend Amsol is still planning to go to Vegas so I can tag along. It is pretty cool to race with time this way.

I had lunch with Brey the other day. He asked me to find a girlfriend "today, right now!" Well, I guess I am such a coward, living in a safety bubble of work and too afraid to take any personal risks. On the other hand, I hope I am really making progress in breaking the old pattern. Eye-contact, feel comfortable in talking to people, it is okey to talk about myself or make weird sound, no afraid of physical contact of slapping or hugging. That's the goal. By the way, I'd never danced in a party until the party in the dance camp. So here is a more specific goal: dance in a co-op party next academic year. Forget about self-embarrassment.

The girl I was blogging about since last september and I finally put things behind and were back to be friends. Something to cheer about it, isn't it? It is comforting to know that I am not a wierd person in her mind after all (No matter how many counselling sessions I had, I still care about how other people think of me. Pathetic, but live with it). I helped her a little last time by sharing my experience with writer's block (she is writing her thesis right now). It is good to know that my fucked-up experience can do some good.

Also I am going to teach a lecture in English this Wednesday. My first lecture not in a mother tougue ever! Excited but nervous. I know I will put it off okey, but the waiting process isn't that fun. I am about 2 thirds of my goal of 100 campus loop run, although the hot weather dampened my motivation and slowed my pace.