It’s becoming hard to write about anything that I’m totally passionate about nowadays. I’m sort of stuck between “here” and “there”, wherever that is.

Actually, I can’t say that. Interestingly enough, I’ve been involved in many activities lately. A group of us recently took up skating lessons. I took lessons long ago, but it’s been so many years that any skills I had before are now non-existent. Also, my legs must not be trained or something, because I was in so much pain that night. If my calves weren’t aching, my shins would be in pain. I have yet to get used to the feeling again. Tonight is another lesson, and I hope things will turn out a bit better than before.

Last night was taco night at our place. We cooked and cut up enough filling for 10 people to have 7 tacos each. We were all stuffed by the end of the ordeal. I think…”content” would be a good word for the night. The only drawback now is that our apartment reeks of taco. It’ll take a good while before that smell is erased. We had a similar incident a little while back. I was chopping onions one day with a small knife on a small plate (bad idea) when the onions happened to slip out of my hands and onto the floor. I picked up everything I could find and went on with my business. For the next few days everytime you walked into the apartment you smelled this strong odour of onion, which wasn’t all the pleasant. One day while everyone was away decided to do some cleaning. On a whim I decided to move the fridge, and there I find a good dried up chunk of onion. I picked up the chunk and tossed it into the bin. I proceeded to scrub the area under the fridge for a good minute or two. Wouldn’t you know it, the smell cleared up rather quickly.

I do remember that is was about 6:30 am when I cleaned up that chunk of onion. I was up early that morning. I started doing laundry at about 5:30. No one was around the main floor of the lobby except for the janitor waxing the floors. That particular weekend I had my first round of FOC training. It was a basic introduction to the task I was undertaking. It also gave us a chance to meet all the other committees faculty and residence committees organizing orientation week events. Everyone seemed great. I felt pretty much at ease. I’m looking forward to working with many people there.

OK, so I’m not really stuck in limbo. It’s perhaps just tiring thinking of all the things I have on my plate right now. I did once ask to be more than just an average guy just going to class. Now that I’ve got it all, it’s rather frightening.