Summer Summer Summer Time...

...Time to sit back and unwind! Well, summer classes are coming to a close. I'm really happy about this, as I've been continuously in classes (or school related field trips to Europe) for almost 11 months now. As much as the last two+ months haven't been as stressful as the rest of the time, I'm kicking myself for taking a class that requires me to be inside the Architecture building twice a week. During the "regular" school year, I don't leave that darn place for much besides making sure my cats don't die of starvation or dehydration. I might as well live in a storage unit for how often I'm usually at home. So, it is going to be nice to have a month off between the end of summer classes and the start of fall quarter. Of course, I say this now, but in a week, I'll be bored to tears, and wishing for a reason to see my friends.

Speaking of, it seems that close quarters really don't bring out the best in some people. In any event, I'll be glad to get new blood into the class this fall. The list that I attained by dubious means says that my class alone (the 2nd years) is getting 28 new students. My guess is that this is inflated; i.e., it includes everyone that they accepted, not just the ones that confirmed that they're coming to school. In addition, there are three students coming for just a one year program, and there are 20 more coming in as 1st years. So, that's more than 50 new people that are going to be around (if the 2nd year numbers can be believed). Last year, there were only 22 of us added. In any event, I'm really looking forward to meeting some new people.

So, I made an appointment to see a nutritionist. I'm really frustrated that I've been working out a lot this summer, and I've GAINED weight, rather than lost. First, walking all over hell and creation, errr, I mean Europe, and eating next to nothing since France apparently has never heard of vegetarianism. Then, I've been taking these two dance classes, and working out for like 3 hours on the off days for a total of like, 5 days a week of working out. So, I think it must be the diet (or lack thereof). I really need help with portion control, and I think a nutritionist can help me out.

So, that's what's going on here, and I'll leave you with my favorite picture from Europe (Brussels, in fact): The Atomium!!! Isn't it fun??