Manic

Sorry I haven't been posting a lot, this last week has been SO busy. I've forgotten what luxury time is, where you can just sit down and do nothing. I've barely had time to breathe. My friends are starting to wonder why I'm never around. Being busy has its pros and cons. A con is that I've barely been focusing on my food. A pro is that I haven't been eating much anyway as I have no TIME for food. A con is that this also means I haven't had time for exercise, aside my daily dance classes. Today I'm gonna spend a good while at the gym then I might go again tomorrow morning then go to a Zumba class in the evening. It'll be the first time I'll try it and I can't wait!

The food thing is difficult. I'm wary of ballooning up again. I don't really have time to eat in the morning or during the daytime, so I end up being famished in the evening and eat loads then. It's a terrible pattern. I hate myself for giving up breakfast; I might make a late NY resolution - to ALWAYS eat brekkie. Even if it means getting up that half an hour earlier (ergh.) It's half 11 and I should really get up and eat something now. With coffee. OOH, my friend last night gave me a sachet of instant coffee her friend, who works at Starbucks, brought from work. Oh my god, YUM. I've never had a Starbucks coffee before but it was amaaazing. Still don't think I'd ever go to Starbucks as it's so overpriced, but I'm definitely nicking sachets whenever I can!

I'm rambling about the most random things. Might as well carry on.

I've got another social on Wednesday and the theme is Back to the 90s. I'm reeeally hoping to somewhere find some metallic cycling shorts and a bum bag. Nostalgic! The bum bag is practical too, as I can put my stuff in it! I think Americans would know it as a fanny pack... but we could never call it that as fanny does NOT mean bum in England... it means, er... never mind...

I just googled 90s fashion and the stuff coming up is hilarious... I think I'm gonna look for clothes a bit more personal to me, though, like the mad stuff I wore as a kid. God knows I was NOT fashionable. I know a lot of the dance girls are planning to come as Spice Girls, which I have a feeling will result in tiny dresses and heels... I'm gonna look like a plonker next to them!

Ho hum.

I'm actually starting to get nervous about giving up alcohol for Lent. If I do anything stupid on a night out (or even things I don't think are stupid, but other people do), it's so easy to say the next day "well, I was drunk." Take the other night. I got off with a guy who I know my friends will never let me forget, and although I don't regret it as he's HOT, I know I was just in a looong list of girls he got with that night. I do feel weird about it. I don't think he even remembers. Weirder because if he came on to me again, I'd definitely go for it again, and heck, I'd probably sleep with the guy. But it'd be so much easier to just say "well, I was drunk, that's why I did it." I don't know. It's hard to explain. I guess I'm far too wary of other people's opinions of me. And if I do something other people might not approve of, it's easier to pretend I wasn't myself. I need to start being honest and proud of myself. I should make my own choices and be happy with them. Maybe the lack of alcohol will help me with that?

Wow, that was deeper than I thought it'd be.

Anyway! Breakfast time! And no rubbish eating tonight!

Over and out,

Q x