The End is Near

I woke up three times last night. The first time at 5:30, the second time at 7:30, and finally, at 8:30. Considering the fact that I went to bed at 1 in the morning, this was not fun. I tried to go back to sleep, but it didn't work. I hate that, when you are trying to go back to bed, and it just doesn't work. Drives me nuts.

I took it slow this morning. It was just that kind of day. I ate breakfast, did all the normal things a girl does in the morning, and then tried to go back to bed around 10:30. When at first you don't succeed, try try again. Didn't work the second time though. Naturally.

A new Japanese restaurant just opened up on the first floor in our building, and I have heard good things, so I decided to go try it out. Everyone loves Japanese food. I got the Edamame and Chicken Teryaki. I had to wait a while to get it, and unfortunately, it was definitely not worth the wait. Also, because for some reason my card was not working (as in I couldn't get any money out of the machine) so it was also financially sound for me to get that. I can't understand people who like to eat raw fish.

I saw Jack today. The first thing he did was to measure all the danger areas on my body, to see how much I had lost. I think that it was more for his own appreciation, so that he could feel good about how he helped me lose weight. I'm just going to say it. He measured my chest first, and when he found that it had gotten smaller (but only by a little bit!) he looked at me, and said very seriously "Not good." Not shit Jack. I am very much aware of that.

I am also getting some serious calluses on my hands now. It's nice to actually feel like I am working again. A serious problem with Jack is that he seems to think that I am much more hardcore than I actually am. For example: he made me dead lift 130 pounds 15 times, after dead lifting 110 pounds 30 times. After that? Stomach. I basically had to hang completely vertical (head down) and then do crunches straight up. It was killer. Jack just laughed, and told me to do it again. Easy for him to say, when he is just holding my feet down.

When the work out was done, I got my usual massage. But this time, he took me back to the Chinese medicine area, and I got to lie down on one of the padded tables to get a massage. It was so nice. We started talking about cupping, and he told me that before I left for America, he would teach me how to do it. He also told me that he would help me buy some of the cups. I said that will be amazing, but we'll see how much it costs, and how many I have to buy. I don't know if I have the space. Or the money, for that matter.

I'm going to skip the next couple of hours of my day, because it's not that interesting. But this night was actually pretty fun. We had Beijing Night, which is basically our programs end of the year celebration, where people can perform, and put on plays from our classes. When I got there, I was not expecting good things, I thought that it would be boring. But it was so funny. I was almost dying from laughter. Just about all of them were funny. And everyone was there. My language partner showed up, and she actually gave me a present. I felt so embarrassed, because I didn't have a present to give her, but she didn't seem to mind.

It was such a wake up call, that the year is almost over. I started feeling all nostalgic. Not crying nostalgic, just kind of sad that is was all about to be over. Everyone kept talking about how it was the last week, and that just was not what I wanted to hear. But it was a good celebration. I can't believe I only have a week left here, and then I am back in California! It doesn't seem real.

And now, I am done. Goodnight!