forget regret, or life is yours to miss

I have "So This is Christmas" stuck in my head. Don't ask. I don't even know.
Today marked the official beginnings of my social chairing.I met with ATO's SC and discussed our future mixer.I'm super-pumped about it, too.
I sort of double-booked one of our dates, though, so I'm going to have to work things out with Phi Tau.But it's going to be great, all of it.
I've been doing very well with working out, eating well, and not mindlessly snacking.I'm proud of myself.You'd think that the whole New Year resolution hype and whatnot would be sort of discouraging and half-hearted, since that's when everyone and their mother fails at doing what they want, but just having all this constant awareness from the people around me (ie, the cram-packed student gym, people ordering salads, consistent "health"-speak) is incredibly encouraging. I like it. And I have full confidence in my ability to maintain my habits. I've done it before. I can do it again. And I will.
I'm not going to go about it exactly in the same way... 1) because it's impossible for me to do so [I don't have the food resources I have at home, nor do I have time for 4-hour naps every day and unlimited access to a treadmill at 1AM] and 2) because last time I got carried away with the "Let's see how much weight I can possibly lose!" mentality and got too little. I think my motivations are a little better. I'm not starving myself [not that I starved myself to begin with last time... it just sort of elevated into a schism of that once depression of college set in], I'm working out to be more muscular and strong, and I'm doing this for long-run health benefits (and vanity, of course... but it's long-term vanity). I don't want my habits to become a temporary fix where I just get ridiculously skinny and then feel deprived and make myself physically sick eating all of the cookies I bake later on due to my body's natural survival mechanisms. I want to enjoy food but behave myself around it. And I need to be fit.
Youth is the time to take advantage of being able to easily obtain a girly six-pack and wear high heels.
Why waste that?
I'll tell you this... overindulging in CEREAL in attempts to procrastinate doing homework is NOT WORTH IT.
And a bag of chips at lunch really isn't providing me with that much joy, either.Yeah, it may taste good at the time, but living without it is not robbing me of quality of life.
So there.

On the boy front, there's been some drama-drama, but it's mostly chill now.I don't really like dating, but I still do it.And I'll continue to do it, as long as people continue to ask me out.You never know.Maybe I'll go on a date with someone I genuinely like.Maybe not.Maybe I'm spent, romantically.It feels like that a lot.I'm still not over Drew, that's for sure.I don't know what my problem is for why it takes me so long and feels so painful, but there we have it. It's just part of me now.At least the memories are beautiful. (And that they are.)My interest in boys hasn't exactly waned.While it has been rather fleeting thus far, I at least know I'm not about to join a convent or a nearby lezzie farm (excuse me for the politically incorrect terminology... I'm alluding to Georgia Nicolson books).
Boys boys boys.Still don't really get them.But that doesn't keep me from trying.

School is going well. Still waiting on a couple textbooks to arrive, but it should only be a matter of time.I'm going to do better this semester.
I can't put off my homework until mornings-of anymore, since I have my internship now.That's a good thing.As long as I do it in the afternoon/evenings and go to bed at a reasonable time, I'm coo.

This weekend will herald my first trip to UT-Chattanooga!!I'm going to see my dear friends Katie, Logan, and Bradley, and it will be wonderful and I am oh-so-very-excited, and I hope it goes marvelously.I found my camera on Monday night, so I am good to go now.
Well, naptime is calling my name right now. More later. Love....