First day of school and the last one I'll ever have

Today was the first day of school. Well, technically it was yesterday by 35 minutes. I went to my two classes and it was just the same as it always has been. I really understand the people who ascribe themselves to the belief that law school shouldn't be longer than two years, because frankly, I haven't really learned anything this year that I would need to function better as an attorney. On the flip side, I suppose having another year to act like a child, play video games and party like delinquents isn't so bad.

I went back to the gym for the first time in about a month and a half and it was painful. I was only able to lift maybe 70% what I was capable of a month ago. It's sort of sad how quickly my body breaks down muscle. It's bad genetics but I guess all I should really hope for is to stay healthy. I got really sick during my winter break; got a hit of bronchitis along with some strep. Made the first seven days of vacation pretty crummy, but at least I was able to pass the time a little better with all the football on television. Every time I go home, I leave it feeling leaner, stronger and overall healthier. I attribute it to Mom's cooking. Eating processed food, even if it's labeled as being healthy, just isn't the same as eating homemade food. I ended up losing quite a bit of the excess fat that I had built up during the last year or so and my pants fit better. Ha. Ultimately, I think I would rather be lean than built like a truck. It feels nice to fill out your clothes, but I don't think I was blessed with the genes to be built like a fuel efficient truck. Maybe something more like a Dodge Ram. Bleh.

I didn't end up getting my dog. The unique part is that I wasn't surprised. Ever since I was a child, every time I wanted something, something would go wrong. It definitely seemed downright unfair to me as a child, but I think it has made me much more capable of dealing with unforeseen problems. Although I was eagerly awaiting the arrival of my new companion, when I found out I couldn't take him, I accepted it. I haven't suffered any mental anguish over it yet. Certainly, I feel lonely at home without someone to hang with, but it wasn't meant to happen just yet. On that subject, I often have a difficult time spending my evenings and nights alone. I try to ignore it, because I should be happy to be independent. Getting cable television has already yielded a wonderful benefit; there's only so much time I can spend reading books and surfing the net before getting bored. We'll see how this semester goes.