bottle in the face... operation
Uhhhh!
I can feel it. It's almost over. I will live once more in a couple weeks. My chemistry exam is going to be a fucking bitch though, and my mark in the class rides on it. I am le foolish mortal. And it's mostly this organic chem BS. It gives me sadness.
BUT!
I have been working out consistently and spending a lot of time walking. My work out is so fucking hard. I feel like I am going to fall over and puke halfway through each exercise. It's sweet, and I am seeing good results, though I am not transforming my mushiness quite as fast as I would like. Though as fast as I would like is instantly... so I guess I can settle for this. I really can't wait to get into a non-fatty stage of my existence so I can really get into weight training more. I love it so muc, the feeling of curling/benching/pressing that heavy weight with my own body is a mervelous feeling. Especially when I can look around at all these fucking lame ass girls who are "toning" thieir tiny little pinner arms hoping they never get into shape in any real way, because strong women are not what this society needs. Fuck being fit, let's just be skeletal anatomy models who can barely lift a brick. rant...
I have also spent a lot of time not sleeping. Which is making my mind so awesome. Mmmm, efficient.
It starting to look more and more like Taran and I are going to be living mostly at my parent's house. Which isn't *so* bad, but I would really prefer to live alone. I suppose I can't always get what I want. Money is stupid, and paying for rent during the summer is going to make mje reallllly sad. But it's better than fucking moving again and again. I want a *home* not a hosue, and that's what I have.
Anyways, time to go home, snack and come back for more punishment.
I can feel it. It's almost over. I will live once more in a couple weeks. My chemistry exam is going to be a fucking bitch though, and my mark in the class rides on it. I am le foolish mortal. And it's mostly this organic chem BS. It gives me sadness.
BUT!
I have been working out consistently and spending a lot of time walking. My work out is so fucking hard. I feel like I am going to fall over and puke halfway through each exercise. It's sweet, and I am seeing good results, though I am not transforming my mushiness quite as fast as I would like. Though as fast as I would like is instantly... so I guess I can settle for this. I really can't wait to get into a non-fatty stage of my existence so I can really get into weight training more. I love it so muc, the feeling of curling/benching/pressing that heavy weight with my own body is a mervelous feeling. Especially when I can look around at all these fucking lame ass girls who are "toning" thieir tiny little pinner arms hoping they never get into shape in any real way, because strong women are not what this society needs. Fuck being fit, let's just be skeletal anatomy models who can barely lift a brick. rant...
I have also spent a lot of time not sleeping. Which is making my mind so awesome. Mmmm, efficient.
It starting to look more and more like Taran and I are going to be living mostly at my parent's house. Which isn't *so* bad, but I would really prefer to live alone. I suppose I can't always get what I want. Money is stupid, and paying for rent during the summer is going to make mje reallllly sad. But it's better than fucking moving again and again. I want a *home* not a hosue, and that's what I have.
Anyways, time to go home, snack and come back for more punishment.