I did not plan on what to write so what is said here is me thinking out quietly. I have to eat lunch outside now so I can feel myself getting more winded after certain activities. I always feel guilty when I eat lunch outside because I have no idea what kind of chemicals I’m putting into my body. It’s different with Chinese food though because I know I’m consuming mainly oil, soy sauce, and MSG which are not actually healthy but there is no mystery included in my order. I want to eat some cookies and cream ice cream right now.. My mom got her first iphone somewhere in the middle of the school year. She keeps asking me to add contacts for her and listening to Chinese music. It’s not enough that the volume has my relatives from China complaining but she also sings along to it.

I don’t talk much. Not talking is kind of nice for me because some days I don’t want to talk or see another human being. Sometimes I just have nothing to say. I used to go whole days without saying a sentence. Now I say one or two on average, which is my season high. There are different people at Baruch. Some are pretty and some are pretty to others. I can forget about talking to pretty girls but I’m working on that. Maybe I can drop my pencil by “mistake”, or knock her books down by “mistake” and pick them back up. Who knows.

I am really tired sometimes. I haven’t had a good sleep in months. When I say good sleep I mean the kind where you sleep for 9 hours and wake up and feel like you can dominate that ten pound dumbbell (I’m pretty skinny). No, the sleep I’ve been getting is the type with the 9 hours but waking up like I just stayed up all night. Cheez-its sound pretty good right now.. It’s a good thing that cold water and a rubbing of the eye can get rid of that groggy feeling. There are days when that doesn’t work and I’m walking around like the walking dead. You know those zombies that do a crappy job walking? how they’re stumbling and stuff (exaggerated) and they have that dead look in their eyes. Well they do that because they’re not excited about their brief presence on camera and do half-ass jobs but I do it because I am tired. On the days that the groggy feeling disappears, I’m fine that is until math class. It is boring in there. The teacher has a soft voice. I have to make an effort to keep my eyes open it takes everything not to place my book bag on the floor, lie down and count sheep. Even then I have to take little flash naps, enough to not feel totally crappy, just crappy. These flash naps are in five-second intervals then I snap back up because I don’t want to be rude.

Who’s that on the picture up there? He’s a monkey. A monkey named Wukong. I call him Wu because we’re buddies. He’s one of the champions in the internet game League Of Legends and my favorite. On the days where I don’t feel like doing homework- which are pretty common- I go on and we team up to wreck some noobs. Playing games is a good way to cope with Baruch in my opinion. There is no doubt that Baruch will take some getting use to but I think it will be a good experience. I may not be willing to do homework but once I get started, I get started, exhibit A. This piece has 621 words so far. That’s a whole 121 from the required! Now it’s 631. I’m on fire(634). I’m hoping the length can somehow compensate for how late this post is (sorry) (648).