This is SO going on my blog!

We meet again oh faithful reader!

Thanks to those who have suggested that I continue writing.  My year away in CR was the reason I blogged in the first place and once I returned, I figured there was no point blogging because I’m fairly open with my ramblings to most of you anyways. 

Suffice it to say, my life back home and what’s supposed to be my “adulthood” have forced me to write again. I’m not here to teach lessons, provide the answers to life’s questions or even provide you with a few minutes of procrastination making you feel like you’re not wasting your time on facebook (although, who are we kidding, right?).  Instead, this will be my place to write about things that I’m thinking about, things that make me laugh or make me hungry and moreover how I’m handling the joys and pains of post-grad life.

First observation, being sick REALLY sucks.  Kinda a given huh?  Naively, I’ve been hoping for some stability in my life and dealing with readjustment to everything in Toronto, but I seem to always overlook the importance: health is key.  If you’re sick, you’re useless.  No if’s and’s or buts’.  You could be the richest celebrity, a world-renowned doctor, or the next Oprah, but if you’re sick, you’re unable to do anything.  It is nature’s way of reminding all of us that we’re inherently the same, with the same basic needs of life.  I am currently battling another flare up in my what-should-have-been-outgrown-when-I-was-fifteen asthma.   I haven’t been to work, I haven’t done anything productive and I’ve watched more TV reruns than I’m proud to admit.  Seriously, being sick SUCKS!

So, why does it happen?  Any bio-nerd can give you the ins and outs for sickness along with the cures, but perhaps there’s something more to it than a lack of antibodies.  Since I've been home, I've had to deal with a small amount of letdowns.  I've had to figure out myself without school, and for a nerd as big as me, that void was (is) not easy to fill.  The 9-5 job sucks, the lack of academic stimulation and critical thought really make me miss university.  Maybe my health breakdown was the ultimate force making me realize that I need to actively start dealing with the fact that I wanted more out of my life at this point than what I've been dealt.  I can continue to watch endless amounts of TV while recuperating (which is rotting my brain at an alarming rate) or I can start taking an active role in my future.  Stop letting the shitty parts of life get me down and keep striving forward.  OR, I can have some soup, pop some pills and get some rest.

Until next time.