After graduation

My God, my graduation was exhausting. I confess: I fell asleep twice (that’s right, twice) during the ceremony. One moment, my eyes were open and I was listening to the various deans drone the names of their respective graduates; the next, I was opening my eyes and wondering vaguely if I had woken myself up with my own snoring. (And yes, that has happened before.) Of course, I was exhilarated when it was over. Had my brother, my official cameraman, snap about a hundred pictures. Only about a fourth of them turned out to be any good, but that’s to be expected. The next few days were just as tiring. See, in Thailand, graduation is not just about the graduate – it’s about your family. I was dragged along to various family dinners, where I proceeded to don my graduation gown and proudly display my newly-obtained diploma. When it was over, I still had a pile of papers to grade and a ton of other things to attend to. However, I was too worn out to do anything but watch the Saturday night rerun of Supernatural and clean up my work space. I’m worried about myself, a little. I feel listless again. My diet is all weird. I don’t feel like eating anything at work. Seriously, during the day I’m subsisting on chocolate milk and dim sum. There was a whole week where I ate nothing but potato chips and green tea. The food at work bores me. I guess I should pack a lunch, but I’m just not into that anymore. Plus, I guess I shouldn’t have any concerns because I do get a sensible breakfast (courtesy of my mom) and a good, solid dinner. So, should it matter that I don’t really eat lunch? On top of which, this weirdo diet isn’t doing anything for me. I feel (and look) heavier than ever. The food issue is one thing, but I’m just feeling tired at work. My baby (i.e. my computer) is back in commission, but it doesn’t seem to be helping motivate me to finish any work. Thankfully, my students are having their midterm this Saturday, so I don’t have to assign anything but their big end-of-unit paper. That means I don’t have to read anything student-related for a full week. Of course, that means I’m gonna waste my time on other stuff, but I think I need a bit of downtime to ponder things. Stuff has been happening all around me and it’s got me wondering.