We got the best english hw ever: we have to find an ad (in an english magazine or tv) and write an analysis about it. Ok, the analysis part kind of sucks, but otherwise it's great. And it gave me a great excuse to buy the Vogue magazine. A shame the American Vogue of september wasn't at Stockmann yet, but the August version was ok. (The only september vogue they had was in german. If only it had been the french Vogue - I speak french pretty well - but no.) Then I spent a nice hour or so in the park and reading it. Then it started to feel kind of cold, so I went to the library.
I've got a flu again, which sucks, cause I just had gotten well from the previous one. Why me??? Now my throat hurts like hell and I have to drink loads of something warm. A bad thing, considering all the extra calories. Luckily most places make latte from fat-free milk when you ask them to. Otherwise I'd drink tea, but I hate it without sugar and sugar has too much calories. Maybe my dieting is doomed to fail. Hope not *knocks wood*
The xc championships of our cyclying club were cancelled again, because almost no-one appeared there. Lazy others. Ok, one of them was sick, but that still leaves loads of others. Lazybones
I was totally freaked out today when I went to Stockmann (to buy the Vogue). I was - and I still am, obviously - wearing a slightly short skirt (one I'd not normally wear maybe but we have to dress up nicely for the IB graduation we are forced to attend today. That means I couldn't wear jeans, and I couldn't wear one of my longer skirts because they aren't as neat or the they are too summer-y. So I had to take the skirt I took. Logical. And it'a not even that short, just slightly above my knees.)(oh ok, mid-thigh length. but that's not short). Then as I'm about to open the door and step inside this ugly guy in his alte 40s opens the door for me and says "there you go" really loud. That was freaky. I mean I'm totally used to guys opening doors for me, but he made such a show of it. Which almost brings me to the subject of opening doors. I totally hate opening doors to public places, so I tend to make other people do that for me. Usually some guy appears out of nowhere and does it for me. Success. And from one thing to a flower pot - I usually prefer older guys, but 40+ is way too old. Namely, older and interesting means between 18 and 20. not older, and certainly not younger than 17.
Oh and this flu totally sucks, because I can't practise cycling, which means that I won't get any more fit which leads to me having to eat even less in order to lose weight. Complicated. And the school nurse would hate me if she knew, but she doesn't. She has an uncommon way of thinking that the BMI limit for "normal" weight is 20-25. And everyone knows its 18.5-24. On that scale I'm normal weight. Oh fuck. I just remembered that I have the yearly health checkup next week. The nurse will hate me and call me anorexic or something. I was already called anorexic a few weeks ago at a cycling events, when I was offerent candy and I said no thanks -> they asked why not-> I said I didn't eat candy -> they thought I was paid for not doing it -> I said no, I'm dieting and eating candy won't make it any easier -> they were seemingly shocked of me dieting -> they said I have an eating disorder -> Me: nononono! ->they don't believe me, not surprisingly and accuse me of having bulimia. I say "NO, bulimia would be easy BUT it's really bad for your teeth and throat". They look at me as if I was weird or something, and say I make no sense. Maybe I don't.
Currently I suck at two things: dieting and saving money.
My dieting has loads of problems:
1.If I don't eat or I eat only a bit, my family will get suspicious. Luckily I can blame that on the fact that my stomach hurts after I eat anything. And I've tried loads of different medicines and seen loads of soctors, but nothing's helped. And the best thing is that it was my mom who blamed my stomach aches for me eating very little, not me, so I don't have to explain it in any way. Ha.
2. Whenever I go out with my friends, we will end up eating or drinking something. That is really bad. Lately I've dragged my friends for sushi or a salad or just coffee, so that's easier. I seriously don't know what I'd do if my friends were the type who eat only fast food. Yuck.
3. In order to be able to get better in cycling, I have to practise loads, and that uses uses energy. Then I'll have to eat even more or I'll get tired
4. I'd have to do the pilates/aerobic-thingy, but it takes an hour every day and I've got trouble to have enough time for that.
I need to save money for a bike, but I have urgent needs to buy other stuff:
a leather bag (80e or so)
a new foundation (thats another 45)
a blusher (30)
new shoes (those ankle boots I want are 109e)
clothes (I can spend a fortune on clothes, and, sadly, I'm addicted to brands)
I also have random stuff I totally need, like the new Vogue issue or latte (fat-free, of course), or a cute accessory I really need, or something. I was planning to buy a new belt (I love belts) and I saw the cutest leather belt in Accessorize, but i didn't have any money with me, so I couldn't buy it. Then when I went to the shop today they only had sizes m-xl left. Damn. such nasty people who buy the stuff I want.
Then I totally have to go see the Wong Kar-Wai movie Fallen Angels. I really can't save money. Shame. I wish I won a gazillion euros in a lottery I or something. Ha. I wish
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