"Say (All I Need)"

Following my eight-hour gig at the library, I snuggled up by the space heater, covered up in a blanket, and read half of A Million Miles in a Thousand Years in one sitting. It was epic.

Mostly because I was convinced that my eyes were going to fall out as it was, but also because I usually don't read like that, especially just for funsies. But I'm completely engrossed in this story, and it couldn't have come at a better time.

Most of my life so far has been about wanting to be a part of something bigger, but it's really the rare occurrence that I do something to put that into motion. And that's exactly what this book is about: creating a story that, if you were to put it into a book, people would want to read. I used to talk all the time about how my life is so ridiculously awesome/bizarre that it would make a wonderful sitcom; but since high school, it would be just as captivating to watch CSPAN for six hours than watch my show for an hour.

I've even lost the element of a soap opera, because there are no longer the intertwined relationships that came with living in my other dorm. At least there I got melodrama 24/7 with someone always being in someone else's business and me falling asleep on my floor with my German homework spread across the floor.

So I've decided to take the next step: to stop (for lack of a better phrase) fucking around and actually do something. I was going to go to a production meeting tonight, but the agenda was pretty dull and I've got to catch up with my homework, but starting tomorrow I'm taking action. And to be honest, I don't know what that means. But I think this weekend was a good start.

I spent all day yesterday and most of today with my mom and my grandma, who returned my car in almost-perfect condition. The inside was nice and clean and the outside was disgusting from the drive up, but I took care of that today. Anyway, the last 36 hours have been full of new experiences and me pushing my limits in little ways and revealing my own flaws.

I ate at a place called the MAC Mediterranean Grill on Saturday night and enjoyed some authentic Afghani cuisine, which was quite the experience. Just in case anyone is wondering, their food is rather spicy and hummus is actually pretty good. And baklava with homemade ice cream is probably the best dessert ever, with the exception of apple dumplings and ice cream.

This morning I realized that my weight has gotten completely out of control and something needs to be done about it, so tomorrow after my last class I'm going to work out, even if it kills me. And I'm going to try to do some sort of physical activity every day, even if it's only for half an hour. As long as there's progress, I'll meet my goal.

The icing on the cake was going to church this morning. It's been such a long time since I've been to a church service I actually enjoyed, even through the awkward moments. The church is held in the gym at the Boys and Girls Club in town, which automatically made it seem more spontaneous and less structured than usual, which made me a little nervous but was still pretty sweet. We had to go through the awkward church staple of standing up and saying hi to someone you've never met before that's sitting near you, but then they took it one step further a few minutes later: we had to turn our chairs around in groups of 5-6 and answer the question, "If your house was burning down and all of the living things in the house had escaped, what one material item would you rush in to save?" It was really awkward, but I actually liked it. It was something different that I've never seen before in a church, so it made everything feel a bit more like home instead of "doing church." Plus, I really like the pastor and he seems pretty down-to-earth.

I'm not totally committed to it yet since the ladyfriend has yet to go and approve, but it's definitely my favorite of the ones I've visited in the last couple of years.

So here we go... To adventure!