"I Will Survive"

“Man can live about forty days without food, about three days without water, about eight minutes without air, but only for one second without hope.”

I've survived my first semester in college!

[insert clapping sound effect]

And so what do you do when you survive your first semester? If you're like me, how do you celebrate? By  running errands and staying home of course! But in true fashion to my life, not everything predictable works out the way you think it does. And it didn't but it's not all bad.
After my last final today, I went and began the redesign for this blog and must I say, I totally love it! I just need to get the domain name switched in the summer and we should be good. Then I set up my blog's Twitter account and of course Mark invited me to eat lunch with him. And my role of professional third wheel resumed and I got a few "I'm Asian" jokes in (it's a new occurring joke between Mark, his roommate and I)

Then I applied for a job at the bookstore, paid for my Spring classes, and came back home... and got a text just as I was walking into the gates of my dorm. It was none other than His brother. Yup, the infamous you-know-who's brother. I totally forgot that he was coming by to pick up the famous TV I was lent a few months ago. Now that my grandparents bought me one, I only felt it right to return them their TV. Of course they sent his brother to pick up the TV. Now, while you-know-who's brother and I have had somewhat of a very terse relationship, ever since I moved here, we've gotten along really well. So what was supposed to be just the handing back of a TV turned into an actual visit where we talked. I got to how him where I live and actually have visitors which I rarely have these days aside from the random stop from Jess and Mark. And somewhere in between our conversation, he started talking about of all things how a workout is really important. His explanation? Fitness represents survival. If the world were to collapse, it's up to you to make sure you're prepared. If you can stay strong, you'll survive.

And so I've agreed to start working out (okay, more like harassed into working out but still) and even so, I've realized, you know, that I will get through everything and even in an unconventional story like mine, people will always be around.

And before he left, he presented me with the Christmas present you-know-who's family got me: the 2011 Glee calender. My inner nerd was all kinds of happiness and it only makes reaffirmed that this unconventional arrangement may be... well, orthodox... but there are people who understand and who can sometimes make me smile at the strangest times.

So David's family, Mark, Jess, my friends from back home, my own family... by one way or another, they're all connected but thankfully a part of my life.

It's not a cheesy disco song or even a cliche sitcom setting. But it's a start. It's something and even if it means being Mark's 3rd wheel/wingman or being the kid who doesn't want to go home, I have to start working somewhere to be out in the world and if I get going, I'll survive.