Speaking of being back on campus, it’s USM Convocation Season! Outside, the energy is electric, a massive, celebratory crowd, all dressed up and ready to graduate. Yet, inside my building? It’s a ghost town. It was so quiet, I actually heard a door slam at the very end of the hall. Either my hearing improved on holiday, or I'm in a horror movie where the office supplies are the next victims.
After meeting with some students (who I'm sure are secretly counting down to their own ceremony), I went out for a quick look at the Convocation Expo. Sadly, nothing sparked joy (or was cheap enough to justify). Came back empty-handed and wallet intact!
Now for the real challenge: Operation to neutralize my body! My time feasting in Surabaya was pure. When I’m on foreign land, my appetite has a simple motto: "If it looks good, eat it." Sugary, salty, packed with MSG, deep-fried, you just name it. I was an equal-opportunity eater! Control went straight out the window.
But the moment the plane lands, the strict dietary sheriff is back in town. Time to reintroduce vegetables and avoid anything that requires a napkin after one bite. Seriously, I plan to pretend my weighing scale doesn't exist for at least two solid weeks. Wish me luck! 😅
That’s all the catching up I can manage for now. I’m currently locked in a wrestling match with my work mood, and frankly, the mood is winning. It’s a hard beast to tame, but I’ll keep trying!
Have a spectacular, well-rested weekend, everyone!
P.S. Hopefully, by Monday, my brain and my focus engine will have signed a peace treaty.
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