Lazy Weeks
I am a person of extremes. Another testament to this is my pendulum swing from gym addict to couch potato. Somebody sent me a forwarded thingie that gave some pretty sage advice. One of them said do not let yourself sleep as much as you would want to. Sounds silly, right? Unless you HAVE, and woken up with a real nasty feeling after.
So yes. I have been living lazy weeks. Eating everything i wanna eat, going on dvd marathons till 4 or 5am every weekend, skipping gym for lying in bed, napping in the afternoons, etc etc... You get the picture. All the while I am crying althroughout Veronica Mars, House MD, and My Girl. Oh those poor cancer patients... Oh that poor abused bad boy Logan Echolls... And that hurting, god-like Ju Kyoon... Come here and we'll make the pain go away. (Note to self: What is this empathy with bad boys in pain? What hey, they're delish!)
So while I am walking around sunk in my own pit of despair, weak body trailing around, I am looking forward to going back to those days when I was buff, vibrating with health, and groaning with muscle pain. Sure I felt great thanks to the exercise high but it's an okay substitute. Friday is when my brand new lifestyle gets in gear thanks to my new trainor M. Why so dependent on a trainor? Because I am a body at rest. And I need a push. An expensive and handsome one. Haha. Seriously, I chose the guy because he's a stranger and he doesn't look the type to nag me screaming out of the gym.
Finally I get to the part why I wrote in the first place. Jy came over a while ago and borrowed one of my Korean soaps. She was very adamant about borrowing a comedy. J has been through a lot of difficulties like being practically an orphan, breaking up with a bf, and some other stuff I don't know. Anyway, so there she was insisting that she only wants to watch comedy. And I thought how alike we were in that aspect. Lately, if I must watch anything, it has got to be a light hearted romance and comedy. That's it. I steer away from sad songs and sad telenovelas. Why? Because ... you know...
Terrible sadness can be overwhelming.
So yes. I have been living lazy weeks. Eating everything i wanna eat, going on dvd marathons till 4 or 5am every weekend, skipping gym for lying in bed, napping in the afternoons, etc etc... You get the picture. All the while I am crying althroughout Veronica Mars, House MD, and My Girl. Oh those poor cancer patients... Oh that poor abused bad boy Logan Echolls... And that hurting, god-like Ju Kyoon... Come here and we'll make the pain go away. (Note to self: What is this empathy with bad boys in pain? What hey, they're delish!)
So while I am walking around sunk in my own pit of despair, weak body trailing around, I am looking forward to going back to those days when I was buff, vibrating with health, and groaning with muscle pain. Sure I felt great thanks to the exercise high but it's an okay substitute. Friday is when my brand new lifestyle gets in gear thanks to my new trainor M. Why so dependent on a trainor? Because I am a body at rest. And I need a push. An expensive and handsome one. Haha. Seriously, I chose the guy because he's a stranger and he doesn't look the type to nag me screaming out of the gym.
Finally I get to the part why I wrote in the first place. Jy came over a while ago and borrowed one of my Korean soaps. She was very adamant about borrowing a comedy. J has been through a lot of difficulties like being practically an orphan, breaking up with a bf, and some other stuff I don't know. Anyway, so there she was insisting that she only wants to watch comedy. And I thought how alike we were in that aspect. Lately, if I must watch anything, it has got to be a light hearted romance and comedy. That's it. I steer away from sad songs and sad telenovelas. Why? Because ... you know...
Terrible sadness can be overwhelming.
posted by Moth at 10:04 PM
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