Grocery Bag?

So, I procrastinated on groceries for quite sometime. You're thinking two or three days, not too big a deal, eh? Well, it was for two whole weeks, no joke. I basically had nothing in the apartment besides milk the whole time. In fact, now that i think about it, it sounds more stupid than astonishing. Why I did this .. well, lets see.

The day I felt as though I should go and do some groceries, it snowed. My desire to step a foot outside my apartment plummeted. My thought started drifting more towards "why the heck am I in Utah, of all places, ugggh!" and similar unpleasant thoughts.

Well, the snow cleared within a couple of days, I then got stuck with the busiest week I've had at college yet. I was spending over 16 hours on campus daily; less than 6 hours of sleep every night. (I know that for some of you insomniacs out there, this sounds like a bad joke but the fact of the matter is, I'm not like you! I'm that lazy a-.. who always sleeps-in.)

So, another week passed by, I kind of liked the fact that I didn't have groceries that entire week. Probably would have been another tempting reason to come home sooner and waste time.

Surely, all the eating on campus didn't turn out to be the best thing for my budget, especially last night when I totally went all out at Smith's. I don't know, I never thought how not doing groceries once can make you double your groceries for the next time. You know what I mean? Um, maybe I'm just confusing myself.

Anyway, that was my interesting story from this week. Hope ya'll have a fun week ahead!

Blog Assignments

I am totally against blog assignments. You really think you can make me think? Just as your ideas come only to your head, I am the only one who can put down a blog post about what I think. Admitted blogs are not journals, but they are also not newspapers. The point that I'm making is, you cannot expect my blog to be a representative of your expectations.

Of course I don't expect you to like whatever I write, or even agree with the things I write. It isn't a political review, for crying out loud. I might not be the most consistent writing and my writings may not have been the best, but it serves me just the right purpose. From time to time, I like to go skim though my old posts, ponder over those good ol' days.

Honestly, I really don't think think blog assignments are that a deal. I just wanted to see if I could ramble over something that pointless. It seems, I can!

Swim to live

I believe a person who knows how to swim (i.e. can create a rhythmic pattern of body motion to propel in water) can, after adjusting to the initial tempo, swim until their body entirely exhausts. This limit of exhaustion is primarily psychological.

With this nut-theory of mine, I got into a discussion with my roommate. His perspective is that you cannot go beyond a certain degree of laps that you do occasionally. For instance, a person who swims 20 laps during one swim workout would be very much unlikely to exceed beyond 30 on a given position. Going from 20 to 30 would require him to gradually build upon his performance.

In light of the two conflicting points-of-view, we designed a challenge to put these theories to test. The challenge was for me complete 50 laps (2,500 yards) of continuous swimming. My personal best had been 32 laps over 6 months ago. Hence, this challenge seemed the perfect test for the theory.

Therefore, I went in to the try this out. I kept going and going, counting my laps, thinking about the most random-est of things... till I actually made it. I completed 50 laps!

Although it took me a whole hour to do it, I guess it turned out that this phenomenon does work. So, this was the important conclusion I reached this past week.

"Hi, here's a coke can for you."

For last week, our blog activity for the M Com class was to offer a stranger a can of coke. Honestly, I don't think there is a definite reaction to it. The assignment got me thinking along the same lines as well. As my mind pondered, i kept imagining the weirdest reactions possible. What is the person think I am trying poisoning them or I am an angel sent with the purposing of guiding them to the path of righteousness (and whatnot) or even if I am a human-trafficker. (Phew!)


Since I couldn't keep day-dreaming about it forever, so I actually went to a ragged stranger, probably homeless, standing by the bike-rack at Smith's. A million ideas rushed through my head. There was no telling what will happen next. I said, "Hi, here's a coke can for you." Its hard for me to put into words the thought that were ambushing my mind right at that split-second which felt like forever. Then, the response came, "Thanks."

The man, standing with the coke can in his hands, staring back dead at my face. The situation, which my mind had perceived as a life-changing, mind-swirling experience of a lifetime just raced by in a second. Not even interesting enough to mention.

Well, if there is anything to be learnt from this experience, it is that you can never really imagine what doing something as random as offering a stranger a can of coke really do!

FHE Cricket Activity

As I glance out my bedroom window, I cannot help but be grateful for this wonderful weather which I'm absolutely certain will be gone very soon. When I recall winter semester, all I can picture are the walks to Wyview park in the gloomy cold weather, and my blaring headphones playing the tunes of Talib Kweli--just thinking of that sickens me. It's so hard to fathom that this very campus will once again be taken over by that dark cloud once again.

Hence, my roommate and I decided to pursue our Family Home Evening group to hold an outdoor activity. So now, with some basic sports equipment, we've planned a cricket family home evening activity. Knowing Americans' interest of cricket, we're certain it will be an arduous evening. Nonetheless, my roommates sure seem to be looking forward to the activity.

From my experience, I've seen how initiative leads to the most surprising outcomes. The things you never expect happen so unexpectedly. Therefore, you're only losing on your part by not venturing out into the unknown.