I have been flying over and around the blogosphere for seven months. I have had this place for six months. This thing consumes a lot of time. I admit it, it's great fun. There are funny people to chat with, there's always some interesting bike stuff to talk about, there's always jokes and stuff but as I said before I'm wasting way too much time around here. It hurts to write this but I gotta cut this off or it's going to cost me big time. The holidays are over and I have school non-stop until the end of June. I have to study my ass off. I'm not good at it. I have always been a "Shining Example" to others, but also I've always known that I'm not trying even half as hard as I am capable of. I should. I should study, read medical stuff instead of bicycle stuff, I should do better things with my time at these years of my life. Wasting 4 hours every day after school on bike stuff is SHEER STUPIDITIY! The books I have to study are right next to me now and man they're thick! Anatomy, Physiology, Microbiology, Pathology, Sociology, Psychology ... I have neglected my duties as a med-school student for months. And stuff piled up.

I have research to do on some very specific subjects concerning the Turkish Health system.
I have to study THE WHOLE FRIGGIN musculo-skeletal system.
I have to learn parasitology, bacteriology and micology.

And in the mean time I have to keep up with other classes.

I'm scared, really scared. There's so much to do and I REALLY would rather cycle all the day long. But I can't. Life's harder than that and there's more to it than that.

Only for once in my life before I studied hard. I studied for 2 months before an SAT-like exam we have here to apply for college. I remember it felt good to study hard. Everything tasted better. Happines was more or less genuine. I'm going to stop kidding myself and thrust myself to school.

It's childish but I planned what I'm going to do with my time. I want it to be something like this:

XX:XX hour: Come home from school
1 hour rest
2 hours studying
1,5 hours catch up with your reading
1,5 hours train for the next race
XX+6:XX hours go to bed

It would be cool.

My holiday is almost over. It's saturday, school starts on monday. I'm not tired anymore after 3 weeks of doing nothing but sleeping and eating and cycling. I have the energy, I have the screams of "Got get 'em tiger!"s in my head. I have the will-power bars in my jersey-pockets. All I have to do is gun the engine and floor it!

What the GAZEBO does this mean? It means my posts will be less frequent after monday until this summer. But I will use my Treo (I love that phone so much I wanna sell it! Anyone interested in a Palm Treo 650?) to check out Caloi's and T's and Fatty's and other people's blogs and leave comments. You shall not despair!  Well I see I still can smile. It's a good sign.