Today is the first entry in a while in which I won't be discussing the amount of weight I've lost. I haven't weighed myself since sometime last week, and I'm feeling both insane and happier at the same time. The end of last week was a bit crazy because of an M&A assignment that was due on Friday coupled with the fact that I was heading to Chicago after classes on Friday afternoon, which meant that weighing myself was the last thing on my mind. As I drove to West Rogers Park for my Maimonides Shabbaton, I rocked out to my music, screaming it at the top of my lungs. None of you should laugh - I'm sure y'all do the same thing; you just don't tell people about it on your blog. :) I say, NO GUTS, NO GLORY! Anyway, after many rounds of Kesha, Britney, Katy Perry, and Rihanna, among others, I somehow arrived in West Rogers Park after a short 2.5 hours. Although I always enjoy Shabbat, this particular Shabbat was very moving for me. Rather than focusing on the hunger in my stomach or the craziness that is my daily existence, I really entered a state of extreme self-inspection, thinking only about what I was doing at that very moment and about the people around me. It was incredible to, almost in the snap of my fingers, forget about everything not physically in front of me or unrelated to Shabbat...at least, until I went to sleep that night.
I spent almost all of Saturday celebrating the upcoming nuptials of my close family friend, Ashley. My mom and a few other hostesses threw a beautiful bridal shower in her honor and her friends organized a fun, entertaining, and elegant bachelorette party at night - including a fantastic drag show at Baton! One of the cross-dressers did an amazing dance to E.T. by Katy Perry, which I continue to think about as I've now listened to the song twenty times on my computer, according to iTunes. Yikes!!!
After getting home around 2am from the bachelorette party, I spent most of the morning catching up on my sleep before heading to my Maimonides graduation. At the ceremony, I was given the honor of speaking to my peers, and, despite my public speaking background, I choked up. I started to feel the tears coming out of my eyes and the blood rushing to my face. I'm still not sure what caused me to be so incredibly emotional, other than perhaps the great power and mysterious ways of Hashem. The fascinating thing is that I still am feeling quite emotional, as though I'm ready to break out into a random dance or cry at any moment. Kinda nuts. Overall, however, I've been much happier since graduation than I was in the weeks and months leading up to it. Wherever this feeling comes from, I'm happy to hold onto it for as long as possible.
In any case, I guess I ought to get back to that silly obligation called studying. :(
Will write soon!
Besito,
A
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