Nothing else perks you up more than a lovely game of tennis before 10am...
(on the WII of course)
I woke up early this morning to the sound of orgasmic 'Oh, Yeah, Arrhh, Eeeee' sounds (thinkMaria Sharapova) only to find both of my sisters swinging their arms, jumping around and looking rather insane in the living room. Of course, I got myself involved and have ended up with a painful dead arm and a brand new addiction to games such as tennis, bowling, baseball and even boxing (which I was awarded a bronze medal in for punching myself to death) I think whoever invented the 'WII' is a genius. Atleast it will get those obese children moving (in a fun way of course) and it also brings the family together to compete and have a bit of fun. You can actually play bowling in your front room (without the shoes) and that dreadful walk of shame when you loose? .... I say WII is the way forward.
Whilst walking home from work yesterday I felt tired, hungry and all I could think about was curling up with a nice cup of tea and an evening dvd. However, I casually strolled past a group of around 15 people (Chavs on the corner) who thought it would be entertaining to shout 'Urgh, you're just a fake fucking bitch and you think you're better than everyone else. Yeah and you wear tan and think you're all that'. I haven't a clue why they said this to me. I was simply walking on the other side of the road, minding my own business and then was verbally attacked by a bunch of teenage idiots who thought it would be funny.
You see, usually I would just carry on and ignore people who find it amusing to bully strangers for no reason at all. But on this occasion, something just ticked inside of me. I turned around and confronted them all (this being just 5'6 me wearing heels against a bunch of anti-social teenagers sipping cider, spitting and swearing) walking up to them, I felt so angry. How dare people judge and bully innocent people, simply walking past? I finally approached them (and of course they all started pointing and laughing at me) The ring leader (a black guy around 19 years old with an attitude problem) walked towards me. I spoke my mind (rather loudly) and expressed my views on gangs and how I think they're all insecure, weak and followers who have nothing better to do than pick on others to make themselves feel better and to look 'cool' infront of their friends. I mentioned that he probably thought a girl like me wouldn't have the courage to stand up for myself and that they have no right to verbally abuse someone in the street. Of course, these kind of people have been dragged up and have no intelligence and do not know how to treat the public. The only words they could use were 'Fuck off, suck my dick and your mum is a whore' (how lovely?) The 'ring leader' started walking away and told me to go home (when I called them all bullies) at this point, I'm sure he started to feel uncomfortable because I wasn't giving in to his vile remarks (others probably would have walked away at this point) but I wanted to finish my 'speech'. Hmmm, however, I don't think he could actually understand me as I didn't swear at all. I wouldn't lower myself to their level (I know how to speak my mind without using the 'F' word) Before I walked away, I said to them all 'I hope you have a good life, enjoy signing on and stealing my tax money' and then I simply walked home (with them all laughing at me and calling me disgusting names behind my back)
Feeling emotional (because not only was I hungry and over-tired too. I had a mentally exhausting 5 minute 'chat' with a bunch of thick idiots who wanted to bully me for simply walking past and minding my own business) I started to cry as I stepped through the front door. However, after my little sleep and a cup of green tea I felt a lot better. I hate trouble and arguments. I love the simple, quiet and peaceful life... (I say with the peace sign and my second cup of herbal) However, I'm actually proud for sticking up for myself. You see, when I was at school I did get bullied by a group of immature girls and I never had the courage to speak my mind (I was painfully shy at times) and would just try and ignore their evil comments by pretending they were invisible. But I suppose when you grow up, you gain confidence and that 'I really don't care' attitude and feel comfortable to express your opinions and face these 'fools' who think they have the right to bully those who look vulnerable.
Anyway, moving away from the negative. I've decided to spend the afternoon in town tomorrow(my cheque clears you see) so I think I'll relax in coffee shops, raid Topshop and walk around smiling to myself because I can now afford to buy a bag full of porridge soap from lush (delicious) I've been at my new job for just over a month now and of course I feel somewhat relieved that it's finally payday. However, The boss 'enthusiastically' handed me my cheque before I left yesterday afternoon. I'm sure he was trying to fiddle me because he said 'are you sure you have only had 1 day off?' (which was when I didn't get on the train in Nottingham and ended up spending another night with Matt & 3 sips of Rum) I think he just simply hates to pay me. I know I make crap tea but come on, I didn't sign up to volunteer as a slave. Being 20 years old, I think he thought he could walk all over me. I think he's now realising how very wrong he was. I'm not naive and can actually tolerate his sarcasm. However, I know he's only joking (I think) because the other lady said that he only takes the piss out of the people he actually likes.
I went to Matt's house on Saturday evening (after stopping at Tesco for a buy one get one free malt loaf) You see, I was really hungry one night and the only thing in my cupboard that I could find was a freshly opened packet of malt loaf (with extra raisins) So, a bite turned into a slice which turned into the whole loaf, which turned into a new obsession (I say whilst hallucinating and smiling to myself) Anyway, after I devoured half the loaf in his car (thankfully I didn't get crumbs anywhere) we finally arrived. We've been seeing each other for over 2 months and each time I see him, I seem to like him that little bit more. Maybe it's the way he makes me laugh?(pronounced LAAAAAUUURRRGH) or the fact that I can be myself around him? Hmmm. Ever met a person you seem to bond with and feel so comfortable around. Well, that's how I feel when we're together. Of course, he's very handsome and I find myself admiring him and those blue eyes of his BUT on top of that, he's down to earth and has a fantastic personality (which is very important) I'm looking forward to seeing him on the weekend (once again I say with a smile) I haven't rushed into anything, it's just all kind of pieced itself together....
I weighed myself earlier. BIG MISTAKE as it's stupidly been playing on my mind all day long. I used to be very obsessed with my weight and would cut out ALL types of junk food (in my dancing years) but because I learnt to relax and realise that life is far too short for those silly diets, I allowed myself to erm, eat cake. However, I must have been over-indulging a little too much because my weight has crept up and I'm left feeling a bit erm....annoyed with myself. Oh well, maybe it's time to ONLY have 1 slice and to do an extra work-out a week? Problem solved? Yes.
Never think like a girl when it comes to food.
Think like a man.
Hungry? Yes.
Meat? Yes.
Eat? Yes....
Until Next time.
