One salad and half a plate of noodles/chicken later, I was full. I'm finding that my stomach forbids from eating more than I want to these days. I guess that's a good thing, right? Lately, I've limited myself to salads, various nuts (not those kind, you dirty little pervert), OJ, fruit, and water, among other health-conscious choices with my foods.
Maybe "limited" isn't the right word. That's just all I've really felt like eating. Anything else makes me feel pretty gross.
I've been trying to get more in touch with my [half] Asian heritage. I look over at Japan, a country whose population currently has the longest life expectancy on Earth (and still rising),
I think it's the food. That's just me, but I'd like to think that Americans eat way more fast food than the Japanese do. Also, take a walk through our grocery stores; the shelves are lined with boxed, processed, fatty foods. I look at all of it and can't help but think that 85% of the stuff that's in our stores aren't part of other countries' regular diets.
Meh, just a thought.
Very cool of them.
Speaking of asians, here's your daily dose of Engrish:

So awesome. This wins on so many levels.
I've fallen in love with a fantastic cd that I've had for almost a year now. I've been listening to Thrice for ages now, and their most recent cd, Alchemy Index Vol. 3 and 4: Air and Earth is incredible. I'm listening to it on my iPhone as I type this, and I haven't stopped listening to it for the past week. It's helped me get my mind off of a lot of things, and has proven to be therapeutic in a sense. Some would consider it to be a slow cd, but I consider it dense. There's so much depth to it, and the weight of emotion is heavy enough to make up for the lack of traditional "heavy" that Thrice fans are used to.
If you haven't heard of or listened to Thrice, I suggest you go do it.
Now.
Anyways, time for bed. Heading to Sentara in the morning.
I leave with this. I've lived and breathed this song for the past few days:
Peace. Love.
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