Friday baby!

It’s Friiiidaaaaay!

Finally, hurray! Though, actually, to be completely honest, this week must have been one of the most chill weeks since I started my year at Vlerick way back in September. Seriously, half days, a group project meeting of an hour and a half?! So many free drinks by Coca-Cola for working on their case? Talk about “awesome”!

But still, it’s nice to know it’s Friday. It could have been sunnier – the few hours that the sun really shone, we were indoors, listening to presentations with the blinds completely shut; talk about irony – but it was still a great day. I got a lot done: applied for a job at Henkel, I cleaned my place, I showered… I even went for a run! The second time this week already! Ha! Now, I didn’t take a picture in my running outfit – it’s a sight people shouldn’t be exposed to, let’s put it that way – but I did want to show off my shoes. Because… They’re “showy”. I bought them a little over a year ago, because I simply love Nike running shoes and these had that “spring” in them, you know what I mean? You jump up and it seems to go ever so smoothly because of the awesomeness of the shoe. That’s Nike for ya baby. And my shoes also help me be visible when it’s dark out. See for yourself:

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Like I said: “showy”. Well, mostly “flashy”. But most importantly: I’m ridiculously proud of myself for going for a run again this week. For all the amazing classes I’ve been able to attend these past few months, and all the cool people that I’m lucky enough to meet… I sure have been sitting on my ass a lot. And sitting. And sitting some more… (harr-harr)

Did you know that my nickname is panda at school? It’s got nothing to do with me being Asian or anything, or fat – thank God :’) I just love pandas – I’ll introduce Paco, my panda bear, soon enough – but if I’m not careful, I could be turning into one actually. Because what do pandas actually DO? Besides not copulating – and therefore being almost extinct – and eating shitloads of bamboo? Right you are sir, they sit on their ass. A LOT. And that might have something to do with their… How shall I put this nicely… Circumference. Yes, that’s the right word. So since I started Vlerick, it’s been very hard to find time to go get some exercise. And yeah, it does have some consequences.

But thankfully, the sun has been coming out this week and what with these half days I’ve been having: renewed motivation has shown its friendly face! Talking about friendly faces, this next picture is mine, all ready to go out for some drinks with some of my M3 buddies tonight.
Weekend darling, weekend is that time when everything becomes possible and friends are nothing short of priceless.

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Busy busy busy little bee

Do you ever get so busy that at a certain point your eyes start to sting a little bit, because you’re thàt exhausted? If you haven’t experienced that wonderful aspect of life yet, I praise you and your obviously wonderful lifestyle. However, there is something to be said about living life to the fullest.

For a couple of months now, I have been learning how not to sleep. Or better yet: how to seem like I’m still an actual person after having had very little sleep. And guess what? I am very good at it. Granted, there can be moments where my eyelids take over my eyes and there’s simply no escape from looking like a sleeping person – though I will probably not be sleeping, because I can only do that while lying down in a bed with the sheets tucked in underneath me (like a cocoon!) and wearing earplugs – but usually I’m pretty good at remaining active and conscious about the world around me. And that’s cool. The fact that I can do that. I thought I’d lost that ability in my early college years.

You see, once upon a time I’d go out until 5 am and still make it to class at 11 am completely alright. Those days are over. I’m no longer 19 – turned 23 in January! – and my classes now start at 9 am. Yet somehow, in some kind of lost corner of my mind, I can often still maintain a proper persona even when dead tired. And the best part about it: the reason why I often don’t sleep the mandatory 8 hours, is because I am enjoying my life to the fullest.

No sleep for me, I’m meeting up with friends. The bed can wait, I’m enjoying a crazy good book or television show. No shut-eye just yet, because I still want some time to let my mind play out all its quirky imaginings. And that’s fun, you know? I’m not sleeping enough, I know that. But it’s not because I have too much stress. There’s stress, yes, but I can handle it and it’s not really a problem. And I’m also not getting enough sleep, because I’m worried about things or whatever. I’m just enjoying life too much. There’s just so many fun things to do – sleep also being one of them, mind you! – and not enough hours in the day to do ’em. So… Sleep can wait. I can sleep when I’m dead. Though I should consider the possibility of death by insanity thanks to sleep deprivation… Hmmmz… Worries for another time, my dear!

To conclude: this is what I look like when the eyelids do have their victory ;-)

I don't always win...