As I sat in my apartment, studying away my life, I found myself worrying. Thinking about my grades during this summer session, the job I have waiting for me after finals end next week (the same position that I took a leave of absence from in order to finish my undergrad coursework), whether or not my parents (separated, divorced, apart and always so distant when I need a good cry)…

My study snack, in all it’s nummy glory! Mmm, Sunbutter! (Side note: I’ve eaten three bananas today, heaven knows why?) I splurged and went for a Nervous Breakdown, swooped up from my favorite little coffee shack near campus (Common Grounds, a.k.a. – CG, pushing coffee to the brilliant Baylor masses and the hipsters who only drink it ’cause it’s totes awesome!) Today has been a splurg-y kind of day, all….

Today I found myself craving fruit, so I reached for a FUJI Apple, my favorite because it’s sweet and tangy! Even now as I study for my exam on Wednesday, I feel hungry. I’ve noticed the change in my metabolism. Nearly every 3 hours, I start feeling like I’ve got to munch on something, STAT! My meals have been small and healthy, so this makes sense. I did not think…

So true, Jilly…so true. Though she is still cataloged as a “Skinny Bitch” in my mind, I do consider her a good role model. I’ve purchased her “30 Day Shred” and “Ripped in 30” but I haven’t given them their full 30 days yet. I’m going to keep my workout routine for 1 more week and then delve into one of these puppies, plus add in the YOGA DVD from…

   What does sexy mean to you? Lately I’ve been thinking about this. I’ve been keeping up with my exercise and am boosting my goal of running 3 days per week to 5 times a week. I run/jog for about an hour a day and on Friday I hit the 5 mile mark. Guess what? Despite the disgusting amount of sweat spurting out of my body, I felt fantastic. Flabkilling!…

It’s day four and my body is still aching from that 3.5 mile run. I’m finding it difficult to leave my apartment to go for another run. 😐 Don’t get me wrong, I know that I need to go out there and sweat this day away…I just don’t want to go. This has lead me to consider the origin of motivation. Why would I just not want to do this…

Today included so many spur-of-the-moment experiences. I love controlled spontaneity. Yes, I do understand the oxymoron…but let me explain. I am extremely type-A, enjoy the comfort of a fully-planned outing, maintain a class binder for each course [which contains all notes, assignments, exams and course expectations] and even look up movie times before we head out, which goes completely against my fly-by-the-seat-of-his-pants boyfriend’s ideas of living life. So, I’m a…

Over a year ago, I took up this blog – not once did I ever publish a post. You see, my best friend @lsandoe decided she wanted to blog, and we thought “HEY! Wouldn’t it be brilliant if we both did this?” She dutifully updated her blog with her pretty-gosh-darn-bubbly-and-philosophic (albeit sometimes hard, life lessons), but I got lost in the shuffle of junior year pre-med courses at SIC ‘EM…