The Life of an Ambivert

The semester break has officially begun. I spent the first eight hours of the break sleeping for an hour at a party, then going home to pack my bags and wash the dishes as I sing duets with Solomon Burke, watch episodes of Sex Education S2, work out at the university gym and play a couple of games of pool. That's not how I want the rest of my break to go. I should really plan it out. 

The title has nothing to do with Charles Dickens' novel. It has to do with me deciding to cook a dinner for a number of people since collectively, our semester will end in four days. I can't tell if I may have bitten off more than I can chew with the menu because it is quite extensive. My friends are expecting a lot, which isn't stressful for me nor is it overwhelming. It's just that I don't want to cook too much because there would be no one left around to eat it the next day. Maybe I might not even cook at all so soon after new year's. After coming back from my vacations seems like the better option, frankly. Let's see. This is what I settled on. Honey-glazed salmon Asparagus stuffed chicken Mashed potatoes / Macaroni and cheese (haven't decided on that) I will be going back to Dubai soon however, which is delightful. One month of bliss. Of course, I have a lot of goals that I want to achieve when I am there. Start boxing again, work on m...

I decided to fast since midnight of 1st January 2020. It lasted for sixty-one hours. I ended it with a 500 ml fresh juice, which then led my body to respond promptly, by forcing me to race home and vacate my bowels. Apparently my stomach cannot handle crushed apple, mango, celery and orange. At home, a bowl of nuts and gooseberry jam set me straight. I also decided to go vegetarian for a whole year, as my resolution. Most resolutions I think are without consequence. People only carry around a fleeting guilty conscience about not following their goals for the year. I have decided to punish myself with 500 push-ups if I fail at my goal.