you know what i am so happy. i am also nuts.

hey hi

i might be going crazy.
or ok. i get really involved in tv.
i cant write about it right now.
so tomorrow.
and i am tired and i want to go to sleep.
this is really hard!

candy candy candy!

i am already going through candy withdrawal and wondering if i can actually make it throuogh the whole week. maybe i will try to get some more fruits or something, but its just not the same.
i also dont really want to cook anything so i just ate some vegetables curry and that was like 7 hours ago so i dont know if i should attempt to eat something else tonite.
im fine with just drinking the water as well. i dont mind that at least...

detox lol

ok so today is the first day of a week long detox i am doing with my friend danielle. so she lives in NJ, but its fine, bc its 2010, and we can stay in touch all the time with this great technology!
we've decided to just have whole foods, such as fruits and veg, beans etc. and only drinking water.  i've looked up online for some tea and drink recipes i can make at home while on the detox.
i've already started this morning drinking some water, and eating pineapple. mmmmm.... LOL i hate fruit but i am going to try to eat a bunch of it this week. and maybe take some juice as well.
so i will be blogging about it this week everyday, and i will also be keeping up with danielle as she blogs about it too :

 http://patoirlove.blogspot.com/


wooooo!!!!!!

hi

everywhere i go i see good stuff.

i lost it

no idea where the cat im watching for the weekend has disappeared to. wtf.

yea!

Really good choice in sign fonts....
Im hoping this will catch on, then choosing a nail salon would be so much more interesting....

People like me...

apparently have no regard for the law.  People like me are likely to get hit by a motorbike or a lori.  We are also ignorant, and dangerous.  Well not in my opinion, but that of the Police officer who decided running through a red light on my bicycle was an extreme criminal offense.  Paired with my lack of proper ID, according to him, I should be arrested. Well it totally sucked getting a ticket, as it made me late for work, and that light, i run it every day (bc its a total waste of time to sit at).  BUT, i couldn't help but feel like the situation was somewhat comical as i was getting told these ridiculous things by the cop.  Honestly, when you look at me, I don't think threat to society and rebellious youth would come to anyones mind.  The entire encounter was so stupid.  Im not sure why I have to be asked what race i am when being given a traffic ticket, and a pointless question as i don't think they have the term hispanic over here.  On the other hand, he did ask me if i was 5'7", which i was not surprised by, bc i myself know that i appear taller than i am (a whole 2 inches taller!).  After i was handed my written proof of violating the law, i then proceeded to get the low down on what is mandatory for bike lights. Surprisingly enough, ahh well he didn't know what they were.  He did let me know that i should, "do whatever I can to get noticed."
which i had done that afternoon....

UK Cross Country Nationals 2010

I know the year has just started, but the xc nationals have to be a highlight, despite what else happens. AMAZING atmosphere there, such a good day out. A great course, so much fun cheering on the runners, and the general spirit of the event made me feel like, well i will probably want to do this now for the rest of my life lol.

  Such an amazing mix of runners as well! I seen one lil old woman after our senior womens race, and she was so small and old and covered in mud, and i can only hope that im doing this thing long enough to look so cute covered in mud! i just pulled these photos from a gallery online, but i mean, the whole album is full of other amazing photos that make you feel like, wow.... xc running is by far one of the best things the uk has to offer, lol. for me at least....

ups and downs

so yesterday left me feeling all mixed up. the day didn't start out great, a serious of little things that didn't make my life particularly easier (getting your period, being broke, and your bike wheel nearly falling off on the way to work rarely do), but luckily I am not cursed, and in fact, to be quite frank (or quite Linda P.) Blessed.
It is honestly for me, the littlest things that make me too excited to be living my pretty boring, simple life.  Its those things like, getting to work and their being an adjustable spanner to tighten the wheel (even someone who wants to do it for you, and does it wrong, but hey its the thought that counts), being told i could enter fitness competitions (LOL), someone lending me a fiver, that leave me no room to complain.
even when you are planning on a big night out and well it falls through because of something retarded (ummm like getting there too late when its only 10:30pm...) its not so bad bc you are in good company the whole time, and well, you made an effort and this and that, so its ok.

feb

Its such a funny month, February (mostly bc it is spelled so effing stupid).  It's like the winter still but you know at the end of the month will be march, and then its ok. bc spring will be there before you know it.  Feb. (honestly it wrecks my head even writing the whole name this morning) is also the second month of the year, meaning most people will have broken new years resolutions around now. I'm one of them. Fortunately, i can start again, and i think that is exciting.  There are some things i managed to keep up (even through the second week of this month), like eating fruit.  Sometimes i actually eat a whole banana (almost) just regular (i've done this twice!).
This will also be the end of cross country season for me, two more races left this month and thats it. i've had to take so many days off bc of my knee and i'm pretty tired of it already!
i also woke up this morning and ate a bunch of candy and listened to fleetwood mac. thats never good.

wtf seriously

sometimes i just want to digest food normally. is that too much to ask?
and other times i dont really care much.
today, it is inconvenient, and i need to get ready for work. boring.

This has nothing to do with my bodily functions, but its what i see a lot of times when im coming home from work. it smells bad there.

here is a photo

of me and ingrid in a shop with a really giant beautiful princess mirror.

just thinking

im just getting ready to go to work. i was going to do a run in finsbury park this morning but my stomach is in bits. im not sure if i should run to work or if i should take the tube. i will probably run. too much food, and too much bad food. no good. but i cant stop thinking about that ad in the tube the other day. i will have to try and get a photo of it.
I was actually SO enthralled in it that i nearly forgot to get off the train at my stop, barely squeaking out the doors last second.
its not like worlds best ad or anything (maybe it is...) but its so cute and has lil pictures of food on it.. HA
i better go put on some lycra.

recently

Some things I encountered recently:

Pregnant french lesbians on the tube that are really into build'a bears

holding hands with a small child named Amir while his parents looked at the gym-
Amir: what is in there?
me: weights and machines for exercising...
Amir: Exercising!

Some thugs speaking in sign language on the overground train

A man and a woman being polite to the point of being rude over a seat on the tube

Being told I had sexy hair on my way to work. In reality my hair is so freaking dirty my head itches right now.

A strange girl that looked normal, but i knew she wasn't bc she was singing to herself in a way that maybe you only really do when you are safe at home and know no one can see you.

Cats in my back garden I cant get to bc i am not strong enough to open the back door to go and try to catch them

work

i have a date with a 73 year old man, one year from today. i am also the nicest person that every worked in that gym. i am miss nj. rabbits, cows and ravens are all members. OH! and yes foot attended every now and then too.

tonite i attended aerodance class for the first time (LOL). 

I also ran 10 miles total. and did a total body strength training session in 27 min (very very intense, especially for me....).

i make frequent trips to the sauna to heat up. fruit smoothies for lunch. fried chili peppers on the way home for dinner.

wearing pajamas all day (trackies, if thats what you wanna call them, but they FEEL like pajamas).

there are other things, for other days.

keys

So i was talking about this over the weekend, and when i think about it, well, its pretty weird. I have keys to about 4 different houses that aren't mine, but don't have keys to my "home" (my moms house).  This isn't  a recent thing, like, bc i left the country a few years ago and didn't need them any more.  I may have never actually owned a set of keys to the house.  I was talking to my sister about this one day (i can't help myself, i like to talk about my lack of keys), and well, she doesn't have keys to the house either. Nor does my eldest brother, the other brother or his wife, or my dad.  My mom. she is the only one who actually has her own set of keys to the house. I was telling someone this the other night (not only was he confused, but at that moment, i also realized how confusing the situation was), and he then suggested, "well she is at home a lot then, to let people in right?" HA, no, she is the one who is LEAST likely to be home.
So the situation is this: all the rest of us (6 of us in total) all share one key. i actually can't NOT LOL when i think about this. 6 people have been sharing the same key FOR YEARS! and somehow it works out. lol

why am i still working on this!?

i don't know if i physically have it in me to work on this dissertation stuff any more tonight. I'm spent for brain power, i've got a runny nose, and my stomach is bubbling on the inside (or gurgling, perhaps grumbling even), I do not plan on having any more Mr. Bagel curries any time in the near, far, or predictive future.  I just can't handle it any more.  I may also be over jelly candies, as those aren't making me feel top notch at the moment either. It might be that they just don't mix well with curries tho...
So, I am left here struggling to answer the questions that have been asked of me by my tutor, trying to come up with the responses that must be emailed sometime tomorrow. i am contemplating getting right into bed, and working on the dissertation early in the morning (early meaning before 7am when i have to get ready to go to east croydon to get my biometrics taken. yes, those things that were taken not more than a year and a half ago, the permanent kind of things that actually haven't changed since i've been born, and aren't ever going to change as far as i can tell...)
It might be that there are too many things for me to tackle at this moment, and putting small attempts into all areas isn't working.
Well, then it is decided, I will tackle one of the 3 things that i was meant to focus on, and leave the rest til tomorrow, when i will be much more awake and... lol, oh my....

good things

I was in leeds again this past weekend for a cross country race, but managed to make a trip to the local poverty aid shop.  there were some really good things there (as is the norm for charity shops, in my opinion).

Here we have the UNOFFICIAL Johnny Depp Mug.  Personally, I wasn't aware he had an official mug.

Had I more the £1.20 to my name at the time I wouldn't mind having an unofficial mug everyones favorite Pirates of the Caribbean actor....

I couldn't believe it when I found it, but it's actually Def Jef's luggage.  How sick is that? and not a bad couple of cases either. They look really secure, a nice blue color, and clearly labeled, not to be mistaken for say, Ref Jef's luggage (whatever that might look like).

This is me.  The Woman on the bus.  i spent a solid 9 hours on the bus over the weekend (somehow that only gets me to london and back).  Going down wasn't awful, arrived afterwork, had some good snacks, mobile internet and such, listened to some music (on my computer, since i for some reason always forget to charge my ipod), attempted to do some work.

The way back was a bit more eventful in a way.  I had to share seats with a guy that needed more room than i did (apparently).  which ALWAYS happens to me. I think I complain about this every other week. But, I really am sick of it.  I'm not so big, I don't take that much space in Bus or plane, or train seats.  For some reason people bigger than me think that means i should share that extra space. BUT I DONT WANT TO!! It's mine! I just want it all for myself, so i can like tuck all kinds of things around me, or fold my legs all over, or like turn around and what not.  I'm not usually rude, and I'm not sure i was even in this instance, but i told the guy to move his arm (I could no longer take being bumped into, in my space!), he did, for a bit.  Later, he got back at me by mumbling along to some really annoying music being played too loud.  I'm not sure which I mind more.  I'll have to figure it out by feb 1st, when i'll be making another journey up north. Woman on the bus. making a fuss.

that time it snowed

so a couple weeks back, it snowed.

and i went to leeds, even though the race got cancelled.

but i had a good time, and i ran in the snow, it was brilliant.

but i was a bit shocked at HOW much snow was on the roads.

after 5 days, this is how the roads remained.

puzzling.

phone blog dude

lol haven't posted in ages even tho there's loads of stories I wanna get down. Currently on a bus about to leave for leeds to run in the northern cross country champiomsjips. Yea.. Bit nervous an what not.
My knee feels like it might break off, it hurts to touch so bad that even kneeling on my bed (yea that cushy fluffy thing) is so painful I cringe....

internet chat

i talk on 4 different instnat messaging kinda things at the same time. fun.











   i dont know why those lines are there. i am so tired, i cant write any  more and i am going to sleep
its 11pm. cool/

2 million pixel camera

this is what 2 megapixels looks like.  it is also what my hip, bed and room look like in 2 megapixels.

tripping over my own feet

a few years back now, i wanted some winter boots. they were expensive (well, expensive for me), and my mom, she gave me some money towards the boots. my feet were warm, dry and cozy all winter thanks to her.  she got lucky and was able to purchase the same pair, in black,  on sale at the end of the winter.  they were lovely boots too. so lovely in fact i "borrowed" them and lugged em over to the other side of the ocean, where i was living on a little island called ireland.  they were absolutely the best, and i thought about my mom, and was thankful for her every time i wore them. no joke.
when i went home for a visit this past autumn, upon moving out of that lil island, i decided it was time to return the boots to their rightful owner.  BUT i happened to notice that my mom had gotten ANOTHER pair of boots, equally practical and well, that much cooler (yea, their timberlands, and don't feel bad she has em in black too).  being the kind of mom she is, she "traded" me the boots (meaning she got her own boots back, and i got some of more of her boots).  woooo! i was stoked!
I've been wearing these boots the past couple days, despite the fact that they are a little bit too big.  They look great with leggings and ankle warmers, duh.  the only downside is that they are, in fact, too big.  SO BIG, i tripped over them when i was running to cross the street before the light changed (i wasn't even in a hurry really).  i ended up falling over, managing to get back up, and cross before the light changed. when i did get to the other side of the road, i actually couldn't stop laughing to myself. it felt ridiculous and i can only imagine how it looked. clown shoes.

nice shoes, idiot

sometimes i wonder how it happens. how i have such strange interactions, with strangers. tonight on the way back to london, i sat at a table, across from a guy.  LOL, wow. He was a pretty cool looking dude, sitting there with his macbook, mini keyboard and iphone, making some tunes. then i looked under the table. he had on the stupidest shoes ever (sketchers?! seriously?!).  i immediately could not take this guy seriously (even tho we didn't talk or barely made eye contact, but if we did, i would probably die of laughter).  a random moment on the train, me sat there sewing and eating candy (?), him punching his macbook buttons, rudely interrupted by some stupid electronic music. i knew it was him i looked up and he was looking at me half surprise/ half apologetic.  it must be me that encourages weird behavior, after all i was the one that whispered, "are you making that noise?" (i don't know why i whispered, actually, but it just seemed appropriate), he shook his head no, and then pointed at the macbook..... THAT EXPLAINS EVERYTHING.

twenty ten

For new years i broke two phones in one go (well not me, a beverage Im assuming, probably of the beer variety).  Both tucked away neatly in my handbag, drowned in new years spirits, lol. the old one has seemed to revive itself, but there is no credit on it, and i cant be bothered with it any more.  the new one, the expensive complicated one is completely done for (probably has something to do with drunkenly leaving it on the heater to roast).
when i took it into the phone repair shop the men in their accused my phone of being an alcoholic, harassed me about america messin around in afghanistan, then told me i was sweet and wanted to know "who is the lucky boy that takes you to cinema?"
So tomorrow i will find out if it can be salvaged, for the small price of £30, and if not then i have to dish out £100 for a new one. happy new year. LOL.