TAMU Spring 2009

Well, the Spring '09 semester officially starts tomorrow...my classes won't start until Wednesday though. And why am I so special? Well, in my regular schedule I don't have class on Tuesdays, and since the first day of the semester is a Tuesday, I don't have class. Its nice. I have an extra day to get organized because I still have several things that I need to get done. Here's my mini to-do list:
1. Go to the SCC and...
a. Print Biol 112 lecture syllabus [elearning]
b. Print Thar syllabus [elearning/email]
c. Print Bio Page (WITH PICTURE) and finish [elearning]
2. Buy a large accordion filing folder
3. Buy 2 folders with pockets

On a lighter note, Parker and I cooked dinner together at his appartment. We invited my room mate, Amanda to eat with us and it was really nice. It was stressful getting the food ready though. Little things went wrong like Parker forgot to thaw out the meat...so we had to go to HEB and buy the meat...and HEB was absolutely crawling with people. Not fun at all. But the end result was quite nice.

Oh! Also, this is my third day in a row to work out at the rec. I have been running and lifting weights...mainly the weights that take away love handles and inner thigh...cough...problem areas. I've been doing abs and arms too, and man am I sore. I went to the grocery store and bought low fat everything and lots of fruit. I just want to be trim like a college girl should be. Parker makes it hard though. I spend a significant amount of time at his appartment and there is nothing diet about his diet. So, like for instance, I made a PB&J sandwich at my dorm to take to his appartment because my bread is 40 cal (his is 80) and my peanut butter is reduced fat. So, I am trying, but it makes it difficult being here with all the "good" food all around me. Parker also like 15 mins ago said he was still hungry after dinner. (of course I am too, with my bottomless stomach, but I planned on ignoring it and just going to bed. Its too late to be eating if I want to lose weight) So Parker says he wants "a greasy cheeseburger" and that we should go get one. Seriously, those words are like food porn in my mind. Then I start thinking about how I want one...oh man I shouldn't get started. Anyway, he doesn't mean any harm. Heck, he's not on a diet! He could prolly use a greasy cheeseburger in his system. All 175 pounds of him at 6'2''. On the other hand, my 165 pound 5'5'' figure could do without.

Well, I am going to wrap it up. Parker becons, "Hey, babe. What do you want to eat? Hurry up, lets go get something."


Uhg. Diets suck.