I had a bad day yesterday, a really bad dad.
In comparrison, i had a pretty damn amazing weekend...
Shar Pei Pee leg at work
Missing meals, replacing meals
Salad rolls for dinner
Bella & Keyes
Buying a dress or two
Picnics at Buckley Falls
Sleeping in till Lunchtime
Tupperware Parties gone haywire
Free coffee when you weren't expecting it
Betsy Blonde & Boss Doc
Rai Scar & Becks mega roast & pudding night
Meeting the Dachies
Making proper plans for future
What i wanna do
What i gotta do
What i'm gonna do
Derby Training, in reverse.
Working muscles, stretching core.
Love yourself now, Treat yourself now.
i'm on hold with 3 mobile.. one handed blog
So when you get woken up at 2.28AM by a blood curdeling scream and a smash caboom blammo, you want to run away. You want to wake up 7 years old and allowed to eat what you want, put on your rollerskates and skate up and down your street without a care in the world. But you can't. You sleep with your light on, worried that she has hurt herself. Knowing you can't wake somebody from something like this. I had a warning, but no way of knowing what was going to happen.
I wake up at 11AM two days in a row. I don't sleep in, i like making the most of the morning, the midday and the afternoon... i enjoy sleeping when the sun is down. (my hand is still smudgey with vegemite.. at least i hope it's vegemite..)
With a dirty message from my dear heart "You said you were going to get up at 8.30" Really? Really? you know how much i was kicking myself already and you make me feel even worse. Do you know how much i punish myself already? I am now signed up with a 24/7 Gym and i love it, i do. I love that i have something to do, somewhere to go. But i don't like using it as a way of punishment. Which i have been. I'm being charged for it, so since moving out of home i don't want to go wasting something that i'm paying for. Same goes for food.
As per usual, i get stressed and it comes out in what i'm consuming. Is it so bad to want to just lie on the couch and watch a television series? Something tells me i should be moving, always moving.
My head is stuffed, both now, from flu and mentally from stress.
I have things to do, things i have to do. And by have i mean, want to with a bit more importance.
Aka. Finding out information on catch up classes and university courses.
I didn't pass VCE Math, and to get into the Uni course i want to do i must have it. Therefor catchup classes is the way to go. Instead of waiting out another 6 months and picking up later.
Not enjoying feeling frumpy.
I am now at a BMI of 18.
I reversed out of my driveway and hit a man on his motorized scooter.
*i haven't been writing in a long time... this is word vomit.
*i ate so much cheese crackers and chocolate because i missed dinner and was starving that i threw up.
*feelings over thought
*psychotics lost the grand final
*i love fruit
*i tried to go vegetarian for a while, Rai made me change my mind
*i want to take part in Going Without...any suggestions?
Back on the blog world, including images.
Thanks for letting me use your laptop Miss S.
Back to the scratching post...