Hello, it's been a while.

Basically I'm getting to the point of fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants busy. Somehow my final semester at college is my busiest. I am trying to remember to breathe and relax but usually I'm back in bed or mindlessly playing Bejeweled Blitz when this happens.

Today was a looong day between waking up to finish a paper, starting a quickie for yoga, going to art history, eating, showering, going to sem, eating, going to a rehearsal, going to yoga, 1 hour for homework (sorta), meeting and finally my room.

So yeah, I volunteered to be in my friend's performing arts thesis. It's a dance/acting piece where we are essentially interpreting songs into the live action of the director's vision. I will be in a song that deals with losing and regaining faith. Funny thing is I tried out as a bully and was cast as an androgynous angel (more like the Holy Spirit). It's funny because the only thing androgynous about me is my face. Go below the neck and I all woman...so I get to have my breasts bound. The role should be interesting. I have to do some homework on the Holy Spirit and think about how I would embody it physically.

As far as physical training goes, kickboxing and yoga are going well so far. In yoga I can get my finger pads on the floor. Tonight a progressed to a new level with stretching, really trying to get over the pain from my hamstrings. They are my main inhibitor right now so I just breathed and willed myself through it.
My cardio is improving with kickboxing. I am more happy in the class than in self-defense, even if I do miss the contact. I do have to remind Jake and Kevin that I am not their mini-manager anymore. It's my last semester and I will not take their bullshit, not assume any unspoken responsibility. I have emphasized this and I think they get it finally, that there was a reason I broke from them, and that I don't have qualms about graduating.

It is strange to think I'm approaching the halfway mark already. It's already been five weeks here. Mind you, I have my next two solidly mapped out.

On the note of markers- Matt and I are hitting a year as a couple this week. It's pretty special. Time does fly.
On Saturday I received a really funny card from him in the mail: it was a cat in a yoga pose, and on the inside it said "I do yoga, I chant, I meditate...and yet I STILL want to smack people!" It was the perfect description of how I had felt the previous week, just a ball of raw aggressive energy no matter what I did. I really liked the card. It was one of those small things that is very significant to me.
It's been over a month since I've seen Matt but the time is flying. I still feel close to him even when we are apart. I have days where I miss him like HEEELLLL but I think each of us are finding strategies around it. We take what we can and he's supported me really well so far this semester. I think my Valentines Day letter to him really made an impact- I was very heartfelt and went deeper and more honest than I ever have. He said it was his favorite part of the package, which means a lot to me since I have written him many letters at this point.

I haven't taken a good walk since I have been here. The time escapes me or I forget. I keep saying I'll walk on the weekends but it hasn't happened yet. The weather is looking up though, so soon I'll have no excuse. I know spring is coming when my joints start to regularly pop (my hip 5 times in yoga).

Anyhoo, I'm exhausted and need to sleep. So. Much. To. Do. I'll try and write again soon. Zzzz.
Peace.
~Lo