Excluding my life in the dorms back in the day, I have been living on my own in a big city for a little over 2 years now. I have been residing in the same apartment, on the same floor, and listening to same usual sounds outside. Whether it's the same set of ambulances blaring loud sirens either fast or really slow, or hearing my neighbor's flush their toilet next door, the same grudge music down the hall, the cat meowing in another apartment, cars honking (mainly taxis), and of course...the same set of buses going down the street.

But life has been somewhat routine. I have gotten in the bad habit of not making my dinner in the apartment even though I have fresh veggies in my fridge. I even stopped making my lunch and splurge my money on outside food.

It's been getting really bad lately, coupled with my body's seemingly inane ability to get me to bed and sleeping before 10 pm. I have been even skimming on the breakfast.

It's all my fault really, I have gotten somewhat tired. I used to make fresh dinners, my own lunches, and have a nice breakfast (well Cheerios) before I head to work. Somewhere down the line, I lost myself.

I can say for one thing, it is not work. Absolutely not. I am not saying this to protect myself but it is true. I used to get in this rut in college. The whole entire situation has now spilled on the weekends as well. The whole procrastination thing is so bad at the apartment, that I don't even iron my clothes until the very last second. And for some strange reason, I have been logging on my Facebook account every. single. day. I used to not do that. In fact, it would be weeks or months between status updates. How'd that happen eventually? I've had my Facebook account since college but I never thought I would update in the daily frequency as I do now.

Granted, I have tried to snap out of it at least several hundred times in the past 2-3 years.

So is this the new routine? Cause I really need to go back to doing: Wake up, get dressed, eat breakfast, go to work, eat homemade lunch, go back to work, come home, take out contacts before they melt in my eyes (as I am typing this post, I still have them in my eyes...so dry), cook dinner, set clothes/lunch for next day, and go to bed all before 10 pm. Of course, I'd have a little bit time for household stuff, TV, and reading up on the latest tech news. On the weekends, relax and go out for a stroll. Now that I got a membership, I am now working out at least 3 times a week. And even that has been lopsided until this week, since I stopped going for about 3 weeks because life was life.

I think I may need turn over a new leaf...again.

The other day, someone brought and displayed a number two pencil. To which we all replied saying "What's that?" Then someone else referred to our use of retractable pens as a way to save trees. Of course, we were simply being silly.

The whole "What's that?" response kind of made me think for a few minutes about how we evolved as a society. Before the personal computer was common, there were typewriters and course, the paper & pencil/pen. Before IPods became mainstream, there were CD players and Walkmans. Tapes are rarely used now. CDs are still around but fading into light with the USB sticks taking over. VCRs are now being replaced by DVD players. Cell phones are now the "new" home phone.

I guess it is more than technology. Because of the stark presence of computers, people are forgetting about the art of penmanship. When I refer to penmanship, I am talking about cursive writing. With the modest exception of signing a document, check, etc...when was the last time we really wrote in cursive?


The truth is, technology is a wonderful aspect in life. A little food for thought.

Isn't strange?  To suddenly decide to log into my Xanga and type out a blog entry?  About 3 months later?

Off of YouTube, the poster said they actually created this video.  Enjoy!

This maybe a weekly thing, so stay tuned!

So my 3 day weekend has come to an end. I have a 5 day work week for the next several weeks. I won't have this time again until Memorial Day. All for the best, thought I'll miss going to bed late and waking up late.

I did go outside Sunday for a walk. I literally have no self control and I bought Starbucks coffee. Sigh.

Better go to bed at a NORMAL time.