- I am a shameless grifter; even this blog post idea was stolen from another.
- It’s been just under two months since I tried doing any personal writing on my blog. I have to admit: the last few posts have been a bit much, and I don’t have all that in me right now.
- I’m typing this out on my phone on the car ride to the first cycling race of the season.
- I’ve gotten slower since I last raced last year. It’s a pretty terrible feeling, I won’t lie… especially when your teammates have gotten faster :P
- This is my last full day as a Blue Key Head. I got up at 7, snoozed to 7:12, and biked downtown for a brunch downtown with everyone else. Last time we did a BKH brunch, I showed up to class late. The bill was long and complicated and split a billion different ways, so one brave person footed the whole thing. I still wonder if she got her money back.
- I’m kind of chilly. It’s the first warm, sunny day in a long while, but the AC is turned all the way up in the car and even with the hockey jacket I’ve had for all of high school, I’ve still got little goosebumps.
- The first time I learned what goosebumps were, I was in elementary school, in art class. I don’t know if this is a me thing, an Asian thing, or a melanin thing, but there was this White girl whose skin was so raised (or contracted? idk) that it felt like reading braille.
- I had art class today. I sucked. A model came in for us to do figure sketches and I am wayyyy out of my element. We sketched outside and it was pretty hot, and the wind blew over my drawing board at least twice.
- It’s 2:31pm and we just passed by the racetrack that our cycling race normally takes place on. The complex happens to be a Pokémon Go gym. My coach plays Pokémon too, and he and my teammates and I all traded ownership back and forth. I’ve since deleted the app to save storage. It’s not a big deal; I get bored of games pretty easily with some time.
- I find it kind of hard to stick with videogames. As a matter of fact, it’s kind of hard for me to stick with anything. I mean, look at the dates of my blog posts. Have I been busy? Yesssss…? Yes. I have been busy, but I guess that’s always my excuse right? I’m busy, I’m busy, there’s too little time. There’s never enough time, but always just enough to scroll some reels and reddit and whatever else my phone feeds me. I guess I’m being too hard on myself too. It’s 2:42pm. We just pulled into the parking lot. The clock in the middle of the racetrack reads 2:36pm – reminds me of when my parents would set the clock a little ahead or behind to make sure we wouldn’t be late. Is this post late? Maybe.
