My Ankle is still fucked! It actually seems to be getting worse! At first it didn't feel so bad, but now it's gotten to such a state that I've started to use crutches again. I'm convinced I'm undergoing a reversed healing process! I'm not worried though, I'll just have to endure the increasing pain until I reach the starting point where I injured my ankle - and then I'll be fine. Logic.
And now for something completely different:
I'm sooooooooo bored! My job isn't challenging me, I live by myself and I can't do many forms of exercise. My parents recently told me that they're planning on not renting out the apartment regardless of whether I stay in their flat or not; which means I can continue staying there almost rent free! This is actually a curse in disguise because now I've got a financial incentive to stay in the apartment and continue festering away.
On the bright side my social life hasn't completely shriveled up yet. I recently went to a drinks party with a few friends of mine roughly my age. You know you're all growed up when random people you talk to stop asking you questions like "what degree are you studying?" and "what are you going to be when you grow up?" and start asking you questions like "so where do you work?" and "whats your predicted value of goldman sachs shares?"
In an attempt to get more out of life I've applied to volunteer for a number of places. I've recently applied to be a mentor / tutor for the Shack Youth Services. I also volunteered to help conduct noise and velocity measurements at the UNSW wind tunnel after I finish work. I volunteered for the same reason every else actually volunteers; to give myself a sense of accomplishment and an ego boost, not to help children. Fuck kids (not in the Catholic way).
Thursday, May 28, 2015
Thursday, May 14, 2015
my shit's fucked up
I went for a run last night as a final preparation for the half marathon that's coming up this Sunday! I was approaching the last 100m of my route when I stepped in a pot hole and twisted my ankle. At first I kept running on it thinking that it wouldn't be too bad. One step in and I collapsed and fell down a flight of stairs :(. It's fortunate there were only 3 stairs in the flight, but still! This screws me up in 3 ways: 1) I won't be able to run for 4 weeks 2) I can't compete in the marathon happening this Sunday and 3) Yesterdays run was probably a record breaking time! :(
Well, I guess this is the best excuse I need to start spending 33% of my time eating, 33% of my time sleeping and 33% of my time playing dota (eat, sleep dota repeat). The other 1% can be spent speculating on where my life is heading.
Getting fit was just one of the improvements I had on my list coming back from Europe. That's right, I made a list. No, that's not weird, fuck you. I later found out that creating a list doesn't really get you anywhere unless you actively try and tick off things from that list. I think that makes me the opposite of people who say "I don't make the rules, I just follow them". My complete list was:
1) Get a job
2) Get a home
3) Lean to code
4) Get fit
5) Learn to cook (well)
6) Learn German
7) Learn guitar
So far, the only one I've managed to somewhat cross off is learning how to cook. And that's only if you count preparing 'bacon sushi' a delicacy.
I was getting a lot of looks of sympathy from strangers on the bus as I stumbled my way to my chair wearing my compression bandage and clutching my crutches. This is a reaction I'm quite familiar with though because of my disgusting hair and top knot. I just want to let you all know, that I'm not actually a wanna be hipster because I stated growing the 'man bun' out before it was cool! Wait, actually that's exactly what a hipster would say! I guess that makes me a douche bag and a hipster. Fuck.
In other news, I've decided to invent a new game which I think will be awesome! It's called pedestrian jousting and it's a 4 player game. One team of two starts at one side of a pedestrian crossing and reenacts a medieval joust by getting one person to sit on top of another person and using their arm as a jousting stick. The other team does the same thing on the other side of the road until they collide at an agonizingly slow pace. Describing this game using words makes it seem pretty lame, but I can imagine this being the next Facebook if it's done right!
Well, I guess this is the best excuse I need to start spending 33% of my time eating, 33% of my time sleeping and 33% of my time playing dota (eat, sleep dota repeat). The other 1% can be spent speculating on where my life is heading.
Getting fit was just one of the improvements I had on my list coming back from Europe. That's right, I made a list. No, that's not weird, fuck you. I later found out that creating a list doesn't really get you anywhere unless you actively try and tick off things from that list. I think that makes me the opposite of people who say "I don't make the rules, I just follow them". My complete list was:
1) Get a job
2) Get a home
3) Lean to code
4) Get fit
5) Learn to cook (well)
6) Learn German
7) Learn guitar
So far, the only one I've managed to somewhat cross off is learning how to cook. And that's only if you count preparing 'bacon sushi' a delicacy.
I was getting a lot of looks of sympathy from strangers on the bus as I stumbled my way to my chair wearing my compression bandage and clutching my crutches. This is a reaction I'm quite familiar with though because of my disgusting hair and top knot. I just want to let you all know, that I'm not actually a wanna be hipster because I stated growing the 'man bun' out before it was cool! Wait, actually that's exactly what a hipster would say! I guess that makes me a douche bag and a hipster. Fuck.
In other news, I've decided to invent a new game which I think will be awesome! It's called pedestrian jousting and it's a 4 player game. One team of two starts at one side of a pedestrian crossing and reenacts a medieval joust by getting one person to sit on top of another person and using their arm as a jousting stick. The other team does the same thing on the other side of the road until they collide at an agonizingly slow pace. Describing this game using words makes it seem pretty lame, but I can imagine this being the next Facebook if it's done right!
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