Monday, February 8, 2010

My oath to myself

So this is me, 26 years old and trying to find some meaning to my life. I guess that's why I started this blog, partially because I think it will be good for me and partially because I need an outlet and love to write. I will start something new every month for a year. A little Julia/Julia, yeah I guess so. I would be lying if I said that whole story didn't inspire me. Hey, I think that it is a good thing. So from here on out I will promise myself to start something new, learn, and/or get back into. This is my resolution to myself. This month, February, I have started with a personal trainer. Today was my first day, it was brutal.
February 10th 2010
9:00 Am
Woke up and decided to finally put up the laundry that had been sitting in my guest bedroom in a large mound of a pile. While my boyfriend, Stephen lie asleep I got nervous about the trainer coming today. Why would I be nervous, well the fact is I am extremely out of shape. I mean so out of shape that I probably would be out of breath just walking to the park. Well no, but pretty damn out of it. So 11 rolls around and I start to calm a bit, I laid next to the boy for a bit, cheesy yes, he makes me feel better when we cuddle. I started to change into my gym clothes when the trainer called, he was downstairs. Oh God! It was only 11:45 he said 12. I wanted my extra 15 minutes to escape I guess. HE didn't waste any time. He whoop my butt. 30 minutes of hardcore abs and ab cardio. I did more than 100 crunches today and in all different positions. I told my mom, "if you had a personal trainer for me in high school, it would have been better birth control than babysitting." I couldn't move off the floor it was crazy. Stephen came to say hi as I lay on the floor and I yelled at him not to touch me. haha ::silly laughing:: I ended up taking a bath which helped, then having to take a nap cause I just couldn't believe how tired that made me. I still wonder where the energy everyone talks about comes from, and how the hell do celeb's do four hours a day? Crazy! I had coffee with Valerie around 6 this evening then came back and hung out with the boy before he went to poker.

I now sit here watching LotR and playing obscenely cheesy music on Pandora. I mean this music is ridiculous, I love it but it reminds me of the 90's. :-) ..." I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend..." Wow, my friends would be so proud.
I started out being a beautiful nightmare, then it became Lady GaGa, then that changed to GaGa's nightmare, Then Gaga's fallen Angel.
We kept changing it as the night went on it became the longest costume name ever. :~*
This was after a night out...Turkish and Persian party at Plaka. November-09
Our friend past out at my place and we decided to be immature bastards and screw with him.
January 22nd, 2010 This was at my Birthday party this year. Askia-best friend, made the best drinks ever. Not to mention that my boyfriend was there as well as 20 others that showed up to party with yours truly! It was awesome, I had a great Birthday. :-p

Good night world, sweet dreams!

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