July 17, 2002
2:11 p.m.

This past weekend was so much fun it almost deluded me into believing I have a social life. On Friday my coworkers and I went to a sushi bar called Otani. It was one of those places where the chefs come out and cook your food right in front of you. I had a lot of food accidentally thrown at me, but I had fun and was able to try some new things.

Next we patronized one of the many bars found in Kent. I'm usually not too thrilled with the bar scene. I don't even drink. However, I had good company, interesting conversations, and met new people. It made up for not getting drunk.

I was going to see The Road to Perdition with my mother on Sunday, but she had to postpone it. Normally I would be upset about this turn of events because I love movies. However, my coworkers were having another function that day that I was eager to go to. We had a cookout/volleyball tournament that lasted all afternoon. There was even interesting music to listen to and Sinthia took the opportunity to teach us how to salsa. I haven't had that much fun in a long time.

Having so much fun at once can definately ruin the rest of your week, though. When Monday came back around and I had to work, I was so bored. That afternoon I was downright depressed. I guess that was the realization of returning to my same boring life sinking in.

However, I felt a little better after helping my mother move some furniture yesterday. I took the opportunity to weigh myself. (I don't have a scale of my own, so my mother's house is the only place where I can see if I've made any progress.) I've lost ten pounds. It isn't much for the amount of time I've been working out, but it's something. It shows I'm on the right track.

I may have an easier time losing weight in the future because I now know why it's been so hard to do in the past. I worked out every day last summer and didn't lose a pound! However, I also didn't monitor my hypoglycemia as intently as I do now. I didn't know that high insulin levels cause hypoglycemia. High insulin levels also causes the body to hold on to fat. Now that I know how to keep my insulin in control, it should be easier for me to lose weight. That's my theory, at least. I hope it works.

My mother's on the dating war path again. Yesterday she gave me another one of her speeches about how she was going to find me a boyfriend.

"Time is wasting. You're not getting any younger, you know," she chided.

Give me a break. I'm only 22 for goodness' sake. I still have time. Besides, what does she think I've been trying to do for the past few years? I'm not trying to be a spinster. If guys don't like me there's nothing I can do about it. I can only wait until God directs me to one who does.