As this semester is (finally) drawing to a close, I'm anxiously awaiting to rejoin the ranks of humanity any day now. I've developed the bad habit lately of completely and utterly thowing any resemblence of a regular biological cycle out the window... and it's definitely caught up to me.

My sleep schedule will slosh around throughout the week... stretching inevitably towards an unbelievably out-of-phase cycle that might more closely resemble somebody's day in China than it would a person's in Austin. Even for a college engineering student, the last glowing digits I see from my alarm clock as I finally get to sleep mockingly remind me how screwed up my circadian rhythms are.

I also eat like shit the majority of the time... and I feel this is largely due to my impressively unpredictable schedule. When you get hungry at 5:30 AM, 90% of the time you'll end up eating something that exchanges nutritional value for taste and/or ease of preparation. Some days, I'll realize rather indifferently that I haven't eaten anything all day, and then proceed to superficially satiate my hunger with some less-than-healthy meal, or half-assedly eat a small snack only to perpetuate my permafucked eating schedule for a few more hours.

My regularly scheduled workout routine from last semester has all been for not... as my infrequent and irregular visits to the gym serve only to unabashedly remind me that I am a fatass.

Yes... I have a shit ton of work to do. Yes, this is the most work I've ever had to do for school... ever. But there really isn't any real reason as to why everything in my life has to been so shitty.

Regardless of the reason, I can only hope that the summer will bring change. Working a 9-to-5 will help regulate my sleep schedule, and unless I want to emerge at the end of August as a fat, pale, all-too-true-to-an-engineer's-stereotype BITCH... then my fat ass will get in gear at the gym and the pool. With nothing to do besides work, I have no excuse to stand idle and let my life continue to be a chaotic mess of tangled biological absurdities.

The summer (and change) cannot come soon enough.