Retail therapy

The damage done today:
- Ricki's: 2 pairs of Bermuda shorts ($100.50)
- Toneve: adorable plaid 2.5" heels ($53)

I love shopping, not so much when I'm spending my non-existent income though.

Sleepless in Waterloo

ugh. This is a rant.

I am so freaking tired. I walked for like 5 hours yesterday downtown (Doors Open Toronto) and I did Muay Thai. You'd think that I'd sleep like a baby after that-- apparently not. I went to bed at like 1 am, and I woke up at the ungodly hour of 4:45 am. >.<

I WANT TO CLAW OUT MY EYES. That is all.

In it

I ended up going to Muay Thai on Friday AND on Sunday! Wooo! I also made burgers from scratch on Friday, which was kind of cool. It's really easy to do, and it's cool that you can put whatever you want in it, and then you know exactly what goes into it (so, it has the possibility of being healthier than traditional store-bought burgers). Note: Garlic Havarti cheese is SO good inside the burger!

I saw Iron Man 2 on Wednesday; it was a good movie. Better than Robin Hood, I hear. If you've seen the first Iron Man movie and liked it, you'll probably like the 2nd one too. It's kind of predictable, but I'm a comic kind of girl, so I don't mind!

I realize there are a lot of things I want to say on this journal/blog... but I can't. I have to actually censor this thing pretty heavily because it's public access, and everyone can read this. I used to think blogging was a great way to keep people informed of my life, because let's face it: we're all busy, and we don't always have the time to keep our family/friends up to date, and blogging allows people to catch up whenever they have a spare minute. But more and more I realize that maybe I'm not willing to have people know every detail of my life anymore. Sometimes, I feel the need to write out my thoughts which tend to go into lengthy discussions. But I'm not sure I want people knowing my dark and twisty mind. I used to wonder why some of the bloggers I used to follow have stopped publicly posting their journals; now I think I know why. It's just too much information for everybody to see. There are people who sometimes comment on this journal that I don't know, and the internet is this vast entity full of thousands, or millions of people that can anonymously connect with others; the fact that I don't know these people, and they're able to tap into my life is a little unnerving.

So, I guess as of now, I don't know if I'll continue to update this blog... at least not with any significant thoughts. I may post about movies or bitching about assignments or whatever.... but this isn't my journal anymore.

Sorry.

Recovery took a bit longer

I was so sore after Muay Thai on Tuesday and Wednesday, but I'm a lot better today. I think I should be ok to try again tomorrow!

Muay Thai

I tried out Muay Thai yesterday with my boyfriend; he's a member of TKMT and I thought I'd try it out because it sounded like fun. I have to pay a lot of attention to my feet (they do strange things, apparently), but it was a blast, and I think I'm going to join. The warm up was pretty crazy; kind of "Insanity-esque", but not too bad. It definitely gets you all warmed up for the rest of the class. I'm not in the best of shape right now, hence why I'm pretty sore today, but hopefully I'll be fine by tomorrow so I can do it all over again!

UFC 113!

Did anyone else watch last night? I was watching it at Hoops Sports Bar & Grill downtown with my boyfriend and it was pretty awesome! (mainly because I was watching it with him, but the fights were good too ^^) Out of the 5 fights, I won 3 of the bets, so it was better than the last time I watched with my brother (2/4 losses). My bets are usually alcohol-based, so by all logic I should've been pretty sober last night; nuh uh... we decided to split 3 pitchers of Rickards Red, which probably wasn't a good idea! We actually left about 1/3 of the last pitcher behind because we were just SO done, and we were so drunk as we were stumbling home trying to find Union station. :) Next time, I think I'll stop at 2 pitchers. On the subway ride home I passed out until the conductor woke me up at Islington, and told me to switch to the other train. I came home at around 2 am, and then drank some water before spending some quality time leaning over the toilet :p Oh man.

I woke up pretty early this morning because of my brother's cat, and I felt like was hit by a tonne of bricks-- dehydration, combined with limb soreness (I worked out yesterday for the first time in a long time) and lack of sleep isn't a pretty sight. Uggghhh....

Other than that: Life is pretty awesome at this point.

BWAHAAHAHA

I'm on youtube, this time not my own doing!