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July 29, 1999 |
It all began towards the end of July 1999. I had been preparing for my second Physics II midterm. I had not bothered to call him because I felt like I had become an intrusion in his life. I hated to think of myself as n intrusion. Perhaps that was my problem, that I did not want to think of myself of an intrusion. |
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I was very tired when I got home last night. I live in the East 20s in NYC, there is a gym a few blocks away from where I live. Usually, when I really really want to, I can drag myself there. The beauty of this gym is that it is open 24 hours a day. Last night, as much as I wanted to, I couldn't even get into gym clothes. |
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July 29, 1999
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I have not spoken to my sister in a couple of days. She will be going way to Indiana to pursue graduate studies in the English Department at Purdue University. I am hoping that things will work out for her while she is there. She is taking driving lessons...It is amazing how little one thinks about driving when one is NYC. The subway system here, as much as Manhattanites like to complain, is awesome. You can get pretty much anywhere in the city with $1.50. I finally wrote to my friend who is doing his training for the Army Reserves. He wrote to me three weeks ago, and it is only now that I answer him back.
Oh, and the icing on the cake... I received a raise in my salary. I made it to the gym last night. It felt good to work out. I always feel better after going to the gym. I am just happy that the gym was pretty much empty and only the old Chinese lady that I usually comes in between 12am and 1am was there. She stands in the front of a mirror and practices her Tae Bo kicks. I find it pretty amusing because I am black belt in Tae Kwon Do.
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