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Afterall, having the weekend to study for an exam where the Professor was a no-show does not necessarily mean better results. In fact, I might've felt better if I had just taken the exam last week. Nonetheless, my scattered study for midterm exam was sufficient and I'm sure I made the grade. As for my essay responses, my rambling was probably a bad choice.
Beginning Sunday, I pledged to clean up my disarray of artificial eating. I am going as far as to make sure that all my meals this week will be prepared by me with the least amount of preservatives and fresh whenever I can get it. On the menu will be a cayenne pepper chicken, fettucine Alfredo and my famous chili rotini. I will serve freshly made FeiShakes and juice drinks when fruits are available. Lastly, I've got this big juicy pineapple that's asking to get eaten.
Thursday was suppose to be the Gaunlet--an endless day of papers due and two exams. I had stayed up nearly all night studying and craming any last bits of information regarding the early iconography of Buddha Sakyamuni as well as his historical record and doctrines for the earlier exam. In an odd turn of events Prof. Powell did not show up to the exam. No test was given and after 25 minutes the first student left the test. Followed by then another. Soon, an exodus lept for the exit and I left as well.
The steady development of the Tech Buddies website took a short hiatus as I prepared for last week's tournament. Getting back on track I called for a meeting this Sunday afternoon. Decisions made and decisions set aside we re-grouped to concentrate in the current phase.
My grandfather has been staying with us this last week until my aunt and uncle get back from their trip to Vietnam. Since he's usually home just sitting around alone, I decide to take him out to lunch at the Japanese restuarant just down the road. I don't believe he's had sushi before so I get him a nice simple sampler from Ginza of Tokyo here out on the eastside. Though their lunchtime menu is short, the meal was excellent and my grandfather and I had a good time.
So far so good. I get up an hour before anyone else does and unlike last year's stupor, I make my way to the weight room for a light lift and after, a morning swim. When I get done I wake up Henry and we're the first ones down for breakfast. But then that's good to not rush through the meal and we're left with time to get warmed up.