If you've ever been in my car while I've attempted to parallel park, you'd know I just plain suck at it. I'm so bad that it's even hard for me to park on a curb where there aren't even cars. I'm even worse when people stand there and watch me fail miserably at my million attempts. So a couple of days ago, I was trying parallel park on a residential street. I was kinda doing ok when I noticed this lady watching me from the window of her house. Then I started getting all nervous and messing up even more. But finally, I got it! So I get out of my car and I find the same woman standing next to my car and she says "Be careful not to hit my car" And me, pointing to the car in front of mine says, "Is this your car?" And she, pointing to a car that's parked way up on her driveway, says "No, my car's up there" and she walks away. This world is full of very weird people.

There's this maintainence guy that comes around to fix things in our office. I wouldn't mind him coming around if he just went about his business quietly. But he has this really annoying habit of whistling the same three notes over and over again. And when he's not there, I can hear those same three notes over and over again in my head. It's not even an annoying song that gets stuck in my head...it's three stinkin notes!

Yesterday I went completely psycho and ate an insane amount of chocolate, cookies and anything else that had sugar as its main ingredient. I ate so much that I literally made myself sick. I felt sooooo nauseous...I seriously thought that I was gonna throw up on the bart ride home. Don't ask me why I didn't stop eating...I tried, but it didn't work. So as I was laying in bed waiting for my nausea to subside I was determined to do something about my disgusting behavior: For the rest of the week (ok, so it's already Thursday) NO MORE CHOCOLATE. Also, I'm gonna start walking to the bart station on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays. It's a little over a mile from my apt so by the end of the week, I'll have accumulated walking 6 miles =) In addition, I'm making an extra effort to get up and move. That means, no more rolling my chair over to my printer, to the candy drawer, or to my coworker's office. From today forth, I'm walking!

I used to be so good about working out and being healthy. But after work started getting super busy and studying for LSATs, I've become a lazy ball of mush rolling my way from one thing to another. BUT NO MORE OF THIS! THE BUCK STOPS HERE!

For Isabel's birthday we had a potluck. For some reasons everyone brought chicken something. It was like Iron Chef with chicken. But I like chicken so I didn't have a problem with that. Afterwards we went bowling and I bowled and amazing 69! I didn't think I could do any better, but the next game I bowled a whopping 73!

For the past week, I've gotten into this horrible habit of sleeping in really late. I'm supposed to leave my apt by 8:15 to get to work but I've been waking up at 8:05 sich leaves me 10 min to get up and get out. Surprisingly, I still get out by 8:15 =) Pretty impressive huh? I've been trying to figure out why I can't wake up early like I used to anymore...and I think I know the answer. Last week I told myself that I should wake up an hour early so I can do some sort of exercise. So I think my body's rebelling against the idea so it's sleeping an hour extra instead of an hour less. So now I've got to trick myself into thinking that I'm not gonna wake up early to exercise but actually do it. That's gonna be a hard one.