It’s been half a year, I’d say? I’m talking about my last written post. Pictures don’t count. Instagram. Hah! That’s some good shit.
Searching for a science job at the moment. Need to make good use of this degree :P. Considering becoming part-time because doing anything while full-time is so hard. HOW DO ANY OF YOU DO ANYTHING?! HOW ARE GROWN UPS STILL ALIVE?
My 23rd birthday is coming up in… Oh my god 9 days. 9 is a sexy number. But still— ewwwww… 23 is the beginning of, you know… I was going to say old-ness but I don’t want to offend any one out there. It’s better if you’re male, I reckon, because 30 year old males… that makes me think of successful men in suits. 30 year old females… actually that makes me think of Sex and the City. Or is it Sex in the City? No, it’s Sex and the City. Either way, both work lol. Actually, not even just in the city but like everywhere. Should be called Sex Everywhere. Haha I have nothing against Sex and the City. It just conjures up memories of me being interested in an episode and then hurriedly trying to change the channel in a mad panic when a sudden sex scene jumps on.
I’m eating bacon and eggs right now. I like how food just sits there. On the table. Waiting for you. It’s like they just accept it. Either they’re going to be eaten or they’ll be thrown out like scraps. Because they will be scraps. If they’re not eaten…
I just finished watching Revenge, Season 1. Honestly, I found it hard to be emotionally attached to Emily because she’s such a revenge robot. But at the end, the last two episodes, she became an emotional wreck and it was great. Yay! She’s upset! Terrible things are happening! So the episodes throughout Season 1 seemed a little… entertaining but not exciting, thrilling. But the end definitely gets you craving for the second season!
omfg you know when someone you really admire like a really good artist or a really popular blogger or st followed you like AGES ago and every now and then you check to see if they still follow you because you assume they’ll probably have unfollowed you by now but they’re still following u and u just
inflate because you’re a souffle? I don’t get it but I do want pudding now
Tonight I missed fight night because of work. Tonight my brothers came home notifying me that something expected for December is actually 3 weeks away. My freakin gradings. With a cardio junked dojo. With the invitation of several tournament preparing black belts. With my pancake bottom, thin weak limbs and lazy feet. With a busy schedule spending hours sitting on a chair and working late. With me basically getting screwed. Suddenly all the things I’ve been worrying about seem tiny like your mom’s doodle. But it’s a challenge and I like >=].
OMG Job seeking is hard. I’m expecting a call in about an hour and I’m having a heart attack here! It’s for a customer service representative job, which means I have to speak perfectly on the phone. When I had to call them I felt like I was just about to go on stage to dance or I’m next up for the kata competition or something. Real stressful stuff lol! I’m just not used to this. It will get easier.
I finally bought some false eyelashes last night. I’ve been considering trying them out for a while but I always think OH but they look so fake, I change my mind. But I got the individual ones so they’ll look more natural.
I didn’t think it would come with adhesive because it didn’t say anywhere on the box. So I bought a cheap little bottle of adhesive as well. But when I opened the individual lash box, there were two bottles, one for adhesive and one for remover! So cute! Then I tried to put them neatly back into the box and they rolled out and hid on my floor for a few minutes. The remover CLEARLY did not want to be found. Because the bottle was clear. Ultimate camouflage. So I pretty much felt up my carpet for a few minutes. I FOUND IT IN THE END! Shifty guy.
High tops! I sorely need to replace my sad, sad converse sneakers. But I’m so damn picky when it comes to shoes! AND half the time they don’t even have my size.
After some snooping around the net, here are some gorgeous kicks that actually make me sigh with satisfaction. And drool with desire… Rawr.
Mmm… Metallics. They taste sexy. I don’t know what brand these are or where they’re from. I’ll call them Cinderella. Cinderella, I want you. You mysterious and sparkly as hell. Wait ew, sounds like an Edward Cullen.
Peach Supras! Yum! Hang on, looking at these… Okay, Cinderella are Supras. Well, that was easy. LOL
I lovvee the black and pink of this. So gorgeously simple. And the chunky tongue of Adidas ! These are just awesome. I definitely want these kicks. Definitely.
I’m not a big fan of the strap across thing. But everything else, especially the colouring of these shoes… JIIIIIZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ I love them.
I danced for about 3 hours today so I’m pretty tired. I also just finished a light work out. I know I would feel terrible tomorrow if I had skipped working out tonight, no matter how much dancing I did—Ooh I sneezed.
It’s because although hip hop dancing is a nice exercise and it’s awesome for the core, the moves I’m doing aren’t intensely working any specific muscles.
Pushups are a must for everyday, or else I’ll just be flailing my arms around when really I should be punching. Sit ups, for me, are secondarily important but namely for taking hits during sparring on Fridays. Bruce Lee did say that you should only do hard sparring if you have developed abdominal muscles. Squats and lunges are to help me move around easier and are the reason to show off in tight dresses. Skip those and helloo pancake butt.
I better shower before it’s midnight. Don’t want to get attacked by ghosts while naked.