Date: Tuesday September 20th, 2016
Location: Hillman Library
And I’m back! Had drill this past weekend Friday-Sunday, including a physical fitness assessment (APFT) Saturday morning. I maxed the push-ups, passed sit-ups, and failed the run. Results in table below! Have I ever mentioned I don’t run? 20 minutes is a preposterous time for 2 miles haha. I did, however, greatly improve my time from the previous attempt. I also got the new army combat uniform (ACU) which is much greener than the previous. ^.^ It looks fantastic!
|Month||Push-ups||Sit Ups||2-Mile Run|
Side Note: Push-ups and sit ups are each 2 minute events. You get two minutes to do as many good form push-ups/sit ups as you can manage.
Since we’re on the topic of fitness, below are a few data points from the Omron Body Composition Monitor, a weight scale I bought last Spring which gives a ton of interesting information about your body. Haven’t used it for about a month, but I clearly need to stay on top of it because my body aged a year. T.T #forever18
|Day (2016)||Weight (lbs)||BMI||Fat %||Muscle %||RM (kcal)||Body Age||Visceral Fat|
It’s over! My adventures with C are will be no more. The ending was rather surprising. It left me clueless. I’ll include her post from that day below. She chose to end the friendship in less than a minute, with words that I gave up trying to figure out the meaning of, “I don’t like how you love people,” among others. In any case, I’m proud of her for saying so in person.
Utter confusion. I don’t know how I could ever hurt anyone this much, let alone her. All I know is that she doesn’t remember me and that’s fine. I’d much rather find out now than later. What I’m more concerned about is loving someone “like” family. What does that mean exactly? The way I see it, someone is either family or they’re not. And family is forever. You don’t give up on them. It doesn’t matter what happens, you don’t give up. Clearly, I was never family.
So that’s why I’m careful with the way I phrase things. I don’t say my friends are “like” sisters and brothers. After a certain point, my friends are my brothers and sisters. Entry #6 which I wrote back in June is a case in point. But I know everyone isn’t this way. In fact, a lot of people seem to give up on “family” rather easily. Ah well, I will not. I have no idea what goes on in her mind anymore so I won’t be bothering her, but I love her nonetheless. If not having me in her life makes her happy, I will gladly oblige. 😀
Je t’aime, mon ange. Vous allez me manquer.
Au Revoir, Pulkit
P.S. I have been quite productive since the semester started. Even finished the next month of homework for one of my business classes. Honestly though, my working out has been very irregular. I’m healthy but not fit. I was actually expecting to do around 70 sit ups on my fitness test -_- … close enough!!!
The question stands. How do I love people? Is it something I need to fix? Time to figure it out. Maybe my writings thus far contain enough clues to piece it together.
Beautiful Goodbye – Maroon 5
Picture credit: Blueroguevyse on DeviantArt