Random mumblings of a no-longer Art History-type person.
That's right y'all. I've straight up quite the humanities. I'm working a dead-end office job, saving up to go back to school and get a BS in computer science... because I think I'd be good at it, and it would be more fulfilling at this point in my life. So yeah, I pretty much wasted like 6 years of my life, but who's counting? Me.
Also, I have bi-polar disorder so I often post crazy stuff as I am emotionally unbalanced. So enjoy that.
Being alive makes me want to punch things.
So I did my 45 of cardio yesterday and barely made it through… my legs were all jelly when I was done. Then D texted me saying they needed a fourth for tennis that evening with some people he works with… so I agreed, even though I suck at tennis. Luckily they weren’t super good, so I didn’t have to be super embarrassed by my suckiness. It was super fun, and I was pretty warmed up having just worked out. We played for a couple of hours… and the weather was really nice. It was actually a bit too warm, and then it started to rain and felt glorious. That’s how you know the weather is finally improving - when rain feels like a relief and not a million needles piercing your skin.
Then I woke up today. I am so fucking sore. MY ASS MUSCLES MAN MY ASS MUSCLES HURT SO MUCH.
But, I got a double workout! And I didn’t binge on anything as a reward. WOO!
I have a psych appointment this Saturday, and she weighs me every time. If I haven’t lost at least 5 pounds I completely give up on the world. Seriously. With all this crazy-level cardio I’ve been doing… and pretty good portion control (except for Easter at my ‘rents… oops).. as well as paying super close attention to my caloric intake… as well as walking the mile to and from work…I just don’t know. I look and feel lighter, but that doesn’t necessarily mean I’ve actually lost weight. I guess I’ll just have to see? AHHHHH.
So last night I woke up in the middle of the night and hallucinated a spider-rat hybrid on my bed. I sat there and just stared at it a bit, knowing that I’m fucking crazy… thinking it’ll go away in a few seconds… but it didn’t. So freaked out and punched it off the bed… and then couldn’t sleep near the edge of the bed anymore, because I was freaked.
So I woke up with what appears to be a small bite mark on my hand??! Wut. D told me I probably just scratched myself in my sleep… but woah.
Also woke up with my shoulder in intense pain T__T Beginning to think I might have to skip my workout today which is making me angry since I’m finally seeing results of my crazy everyday cardio craziness… but I think I injured it by going too crazy yesterday ;A; boo.
I love that my dad volunteers for my work, so he can call to ask about projects and we can just end up talking about all our Game of Thrones theories…
Saturday it was like 80 degrees out and sunny… and today it is snowing. Not just flurries… like actual, fluffy snow falling at a pretty good rate. It’s not sticking, because the ground is too warm, but god damn it’s snowing a lot!
So I searched all over my computer, but can’t find my princess jellyfish anywhere… I couldn’t re-torrent it, because D is playing games online T__T
The dub is on youtube, so I’ve been watching it. It’s actually kind of good, and I’m the type of person who always looks down on dubs… but to be fair… like 99% of dubs are the worst things to ever ever happen. Ever.