Saturday, March 14, 2015

Old Flame

... If we no longer fit in each other's lives, let's not fool.

Baseball hats for bad hair days

I am on steroids.

Over the last four weeks, I have changed my facial/body wash and moisturizer, eaten squid, got new clothes, traveled and slept in a hotel, eaten airport and plane food ... Bah! It's lousy trying to backtrack every recent change to my diet, activities, body care products and whatnot. Turns out I am having an allergic reaction, even though my tests and blood work have come back clean and free of allergens. Neither my physician nor dermatologist knows what triggered it.


Jolie suggested bathing in cinnamon, or adding a bit to my bath water. The next day, Cece advised me to get some Calamine Lotion and dab all over my skin. Ugh! Too much. My gut said to see a dermatologist, and so I ditched both good advice and googled specialists within my area. I was already on OTC antihistamine, which was clearly not cutting it and today, the dermatologist placed me on a daily dose of corticosteroids for the next two weeks. It's clearly more serious than we thought.

Anyway, that antihistamine had me eating like a monkey, for lack of a better simile. Throughout last week, my appetite was through the roof and I literally tipped the scale. My lazy non-exercising ass has always been three pounds away from my self-imposed forbidden weight (upper limit) which means I even out with my portions. I was hoping to get back to outdoor running once the winter ended but alas! Murphy's Law came with uncontrollable appetites and random allergic reactions, and I'm now out of shape by six pounds. The drugs even had my knees hurting when I walked down the stairs. Omo, na wa o! Drugs and their side effects. I never clock 30 mbok!

I should probably get back to working out with Wii Just Dance.

Saturday, February 21, 2015

Senioritis: 77 Days to Graduation

I am anxious and uneasy, and I have a chronic case of:


1. I wish I had the guts to be absent from school. Three words: b-school tuition. I wouldn't even do that if I didn't pay my own school fees. 

2. Save the sweat/track shirt/pants for Saturday morning Walmart trips.
I have control over how I dress in a business school setting. Plus, I like to dress up. 
Otherwise, everything else on this list is true, and I had had no idea this was a thing. 

On a good day, it's easy to spot me. Always one of those front seating, knowledge thirsty, intellectually curious ones, almost always having a question or two for the professor or meeting up after the class has dispersed. Recently, my attitude and motivation levels towards school changed drastically. I didn't understand it until a professor friend casually asked me how I was finding my last semester. "I'm coasting, Tim, and that's not necessarily a good thing. I've never been this bored with school." I'll mention here that I have a perfect GPA (so help me God this semester), just so you might understand what my motivation levels might have looked like up until this point. 

It's just weird and I don't feel the need to fix it, which makes it even more weird.
Is it my classes? Professors not doing a good job?
Am I just crumbling at the thought of my workload? (It's a lot this time around)
Maybe a vacation is the solution.
Maybe New York was the problem.
Or just the internship, which really was great.
Maybe I just need more sleep.

Whatever it is, I need to get through this.

Thursday, August 21, 2014

140 characters more or less

I read somewhere that boredom is a precious thing.

Well, I am clearly bored of keeping a blog. Not necessarily with blogging, maybe with this blog.
I have taken to different forms of blogging on micro platforms - the Twitters, Facebooks, Google Plus, Instagrams, Pinterests, Foodspottings, Tumblrs.
Never MySpace, never.
I create notes and logs in apps for food and fitness, and Google Drive.


Revamp or start something new?
Tending towards the latter.
Integrate sounds like a better deal.
Or theme.


If the reader of this post is concerned about thinking in bursts or wondering if I am simply writing blurbs, then the reader should know that the writer is on presently on page 119 of 220 of "The Shallows: What the Internet is doing to our brains," by Nicholas Carr, on my Kindle Cloud Reader.
And believe me, that explains this blog post.


In other news, this six year old electronic moniker that is "Miss Balance" has to go.

The Joneses: Neighbors not Roommates

This Forbes article just changed my life.


That probably flashed a tad too dramatic but yes, changing one’s thinking is ultimately changing one’s life. In a nutshell, it is a story of two friends who decided to start a “buy nothing year” thing and it resonated with me. I started out this week telling myself I would buy nothing, this week. No eating out, not even lunch at my work cafeteria. Well, so far it’s Thursday, and I gave in just once yesterday. But anyway, the message at the heart of the story is simple: You can’t manage what you don’t measure, and I thought it was a great coincidence for me to run into an article when I myself was embarking on a similar venture, howbeit on a smaller scale.


I have decided that I am not leaving room for the Joneses to suddenly creep in on me and subtly take over my finances. I use Mint, and spent a good two hours over the weekend, planning, categorizing, budgeting and partly wondering why the app was not intelligent enough in its time to see patterns and make predictions, saving me the time and stress of manually adjusting the “Uncategorized” transactions. Watson takeover long overdue!


"The outside influences are always pouring in upon us, and we are always obeying their orders and accepting their verdicts. The Smiths like the new play; the Joneses go to see it, and they copy the Smith verdict.” - Mark Twain, Corn Pone Opinions.