Seriously tho, I don’t understand why people are surprised that Disneyland is full today. It’s a mofuggin’ special event, yo! Their marketing is always godly, which means TONS of people are bound to show up.
I died during practice. Twice. I was ruthlessly murdered by the Sama-scheming wolf—and got my swag stolen by it, if death wasn’t enough.
The second one, however, was a little more scary. My smart ass decided to go for one hell of a HARD ASS mile-workout in the pool right before KCN practice, leaving me with just enough time to grab food before running over to lot 4. I got to practice reasonably tired, but with plenty left in me to get through casting and reviewing some of the pieces.
Samahang practice, tho. I didn’t get a chance to properly eat my food, leaving me with almost nothing in my reserves save for a few bites of Rende here and there. Not gonna lie, I straight up died while cleaning boys piece, haha. I had to put some effort to gather myself for full-out runthroughs.
It’s not that my schedule was physically intense (even though it was), as I’ve had plenty of days worse than this, it’s the fact that I didn’t have the time to eat that killed me. I could go on for hours, but I need lots of food to keep the energy reserves up.
Regardless, it was an invigorating way to start the week, despite the fact that my body is going to hurt tomorrow, LOL.
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I don’t think I’ve ever been this scared for a midterm before, ever. This is the first time I’ve felt unprepared despite taking time to study ahead and review everything. Things just aren’t clicking with this class, yo. I hate it.
Seriously though, abstract proofs are just not my thing.
I’d like to put forth a little disclaimer before I start: this isn’t directed at any of you guys who follow me or read my posts on tumblr.
When you’re put into a position of leadership, that shit’s expected. Having one or two inefficiencies or missing things is okay sometimes—nobody’s perfect, and we’re all still learning. However, being almost completely unprepared is just… ugh. That shit bugs me to no end.
Then again, I’m a stickler for being punctual and finishing things on time and on schedule, so go figure. Then again, who isn’t?
Working out alone every now and then does wonders for me. Not in the sense that I’m working out by myself, but in the sense that there’s a miniscule chance of me running into friends, and no obligation for me to hit anyone up to come along with me.
I’m among people, but by myself. I”m away from the hustle and bustle for UCLA. I’m in my own world, if only for a fleeting moment.
It’s like going to New York to get away from everyone and everything for a little while to recharge your batteries, except instead you’re going to the local gym for a swim workout and dance session.
It’s a small thing, but it’s refreshing. I can relax, think things over, and just have a good time, no unnecessary pressure added.
Now, before I start, I wanna say that I don’t mean to offend anyone in this post. I’m not passing judgment, nor am I trying to cast a negative light on anything—I’m just speaking my mind.
This college hook-up culture, man. Shit’s intense. Meet a girl at a party, and a couple days later you’re gettin’ it on with her. Maybe you meet her in class, and your roommates just happen to be gone for the weekend. Everything’s consensual, and in most cases, both sides are fully aware of what’s going on.
Hit it and quit it.
That shit’s just not me, though.
Call me old school, but I could see myself going to a party or meeting a girl thinking “I’m gonna get some tonight,” or “let’s see if she’ll be DTF,” or whatever. I just can’t. Don’t get me wrong, though, the temptation definitely is there; it’s just not to the point where my mind is bent on having sex with a girl. I’ll admit, however, that if she came onto me (and especially if she was a good friend), I’d have to pull some Shaolin Monk-status discipline to will myself away. If she was someone I barely met tho, fuck that. You don’t know where she’s been.
Getting back on topic, I’ve been called a pussy, whimp, and weak, to name of few, just because I’m not as eager to hook up as some of my friends are.
And that’s where it begins to bug me. I didn’t come to UCLA to be pressured to fit into some social archetype, and I’m not about to let someone force their opinions down my throat. She’s cute, but I don’t want to just hook-up with her. Seriously bro, calm down. If I do something, it’ll be more meaningful than that. College isn’t all about getting ladies, at least for me. There’s plenty of fish in the sea, and I’m in no rush to make my catch.
Get that through your head, please.
"Oh, but you gotta have fun sometimes, Nico!"
Really? You’re gonna play that card on me? Sorry I’m not as sexually frustrated as you, bro. It’s one thing to do your own thing and quietly have your way with girls, it’s another thing to consistently pressure your friend to get in on the action. The former connotes (in most cases) satisfaction—you know, just having fun, and enjoying college. The latter, however, connotes a sense of need, and sometimes even desperation, in the sense that sex is needed to have a good time.
If anything, I feel like you’re trying to force yourself into that very social archetype based on your constant blabbering. Again, calm down bro.
I’ll have fun my way, you have fun your way. I’m in no rush to have sex with a girl. I’m just going with the flow.
Today was just… holy fuck. I think today was one of the most physically demanding days I’ve had so far at UCLA.
Got roughly five-and-a-half hours of sleep because I’m such a genius for staying up so late doing absolutely nothing; and I had to wake up early for SPCN run-throughs. Ceejay taught part of his piece for Cast Modern, and then we messed around for the remainder of the run-through. After the run-through, I headed over to Hedrick gym with Vivian to teach the audition piece to Janine. I spent the next 2-3 hours teaching the piece to her, going full-out during most run-throughs just to get some practice in, and then headed to auditions to support her and the other people I helped out in Hedrick.
I chilled at auditions for a bit, then headed over to Sunset for my daily mile swim. I’m not gonna lie, I underestimated how tired I was, and got out of the pool feeling somewhat dizzy and disoriented. I finished the workout faster than I usually did though, which probably contributed to my temporary downgrade in coordination. Regardless, I went back, took a long & refreshing shower, and then spent the next two hours reading Dracula for my Writing II class. I swear man, that book is fucking intense, no joke. I recovered relatively quickly (thank you, cross-country), however I still felt hellafuggin’ tired in the end.
However, I ended up sessioning with Helena around midnight, and spent the next three hours teaching her the audition piece, choreographing, and overall just messing around.
That did it.
Here I am, back in my dorm, with what feels like a combination of low blood sugar and dehydration. That nausea man, it’s the worst.
Oh yeah, and did I mention I’m sick? Yeahh, I kind of ignored this cough that has been developing the whole day, which probably wasn’t the smartest thing.
Regardless, dehydration and low blood sugar are nothing new to me, as high school gave me a good amount of experience in handling those situations. Don’t worry about me, I’ll recover quickly—I know what to do.
It probably wasn’t this day alone that led to this (I’ve had plenty more worse days, physically speaking), but rather the combination of the physicality of these past few days, as well as my lack of sleep this past week. Today was sort of the icing on the cake, if you will.
I almost hit my physical limit today, so I need to make sure I straight-up hibernate/hydrate/sugar-up tonight, and carb/protein it up tomorrow. I gotta be a little more cautious now, and I needa up my caloric intake to keep up with everything. Oh, and sleep too.
Meh, we’ll see how these next few weeks unfold for me.
PS. Props to Ceejay, Mike, and Karsten for teaching their pieces. They’re fucking sick, and hella fun.
today wasn’t exactly the best day, but I’m just glad it’s over. Tomorrow should be much, much better.
Aside from the personal shit, maybe it’s partly because I haven’t had time to work out over the past few days. Physical activity is the best way for me to relieve stress, whether it be swimming, dance practice, or both. Sure, I may be physically (and maybe even mentally) exhausted by the day’s end, but I’m always in good spirits, having worked all of my stress off.
Running, swimming, a jam session, and then meeting my FAFSA for KCM. Lezzgo!
I’m not gonna lie, today was one hell of a depressing day. And tomorrow’s not gonna be much better, either.
It’s one of those days where you just feel like everything is falling apart, naw’mean? Shit happened, and I just wasn’t feeling the day. I guess you can call it the Sophomore blues or something, I don’t really know. Regardless, things should pick up after Tuesday, or so I hope.
Combined, that’s about 8-10 hours of physical activity today. I don’t even… I shouldn’t be this awake right now. Still tho, I’m happy with the way my piece is turning out, and hopefully it’ll be ready in time for Monday. We’ll see, tho.
On a side note, waking up tomorrow morning is gonna huuuurt. I already know it.
Fuck it, I’m hella tired, I’m just gonna end this post right here.