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So to catch everybody up on everything... I am a "single" lady. That doesn't mean I'm gonna paint the town red. I'm not that kind of girl. I guess I have finally started my journey of self discovery. Who I am now is not who I want to be down the road, and now I gotta figure out who that down the road person is cause I can only see a faint outline. Today has been/will be HELLA crazy just to add to the insanity of the week. Its only 10AM. WHAT COULD BE NEXT?!
Beats me. Well, I know what work "will be like" and I'm most looking forward to 9pm. I might be painting the town red but I just need to get out and boogie. I can't get wasted though. I was thinking about it and then said "damn girl, whats the point of getting wasted?! you are gonna feel like shit when you scuba on Saturday and Sunday" So, imbibing can be done, but not in crazy amounts. You know what? Its gonna be a good day. I have to keep telling myself that at least. I worry more about the day time than the night time. Only one more class to sit through while my professor rambles off some Deutsch instructions about something that I'm not really listening to. Its Freitag, and I'm down with the bitches and hos.

So a recap of recent events:

Monday: life is super short, who are you? One is the loneliest number.

Tuesday: Rlly?! Did I do that? (Erkel voice), skipped lab (again) went to work and played zombie.

Wednesday: TEST DAYX2 Karate tournament. Pop goes the shoulder... Oh Jesus, there is a belt test in the next couple weeks. PURPLE HERE I COME. New Gi arrived in the mail! Stayed up til 3AM divulging secrets to freends. NEVER HAVE I EVER LIKED PLAYING THAT GAME SOBER. :) until now.

Thursday: Oh shit test tomorrow... oversleep... work work work (11hr shift) shopping! study study study. cat vomits on Biology notes... Ensemble is put together (shorts are getting looser :D ) Ambien zonking. Glad I have roomies to strap my bra and tell me what looks good.

Friday, FRIDAY, GOTTA GET DOWN ON FRIDAY: Another allusion to that craptastic song, TEST IN BIOLOGY. Cat vomit is removed from notes, take test, get a free book autographed by author, and then here I am.

Now to get into details!

I only care to talk about wednesday because I had been looking forward to that day all week since the wednesday prior to it. Oh, btw, my backfist SUCKS. I felt very jipped durring my tournament but only because my points weren't being called. WHATTHEFUCK?! I should not have lost. By two points. UGH. I got kind of frustrated so I punched the girl in the boob on purpose. Oh well. It was a sanctioned event and the violence was A-OK. Also double elimination, so as long as I get back on my game in two weeks its ON like Donkey Kong. Gonna eat my bananas and throw some barrels at you. So yeah. Before the tourney I went to the river to get some zen time. Oh boy did I get it. No dogs peeing on my things, laying out in the sun... constantly having a boob check on my stupid swim suit... some kid even walked up to me and tried to convert me today. I guess I took off my "stay the fuck away from me" look on my face or she was just overly friendly and has yet to learn that adults suck :) . I swam across the river a couple of times in the really currenty part. I dove in a few times where those stair seats are, and then as I am trying to go up, POP. Balls. I know exactly what that was (cause it hurt) I got my arm in one current while I was kicking up and then into another current as I was pulling down. Bad idea. Then I went and fought got hit in just the right way to hear (and feel) that wretched pop again. I have been totally twinging every time I take my shirt off, or even think about changing. I guess I am just lucky to not have to wear that sling.

After karate I provided an AMAZING lasagna for my friends, and oh boy did they eat it. I was good and only took a small bite. Kim even brought some oreo balls that were DELICIOUS. I could have done without all that pesky chocolate surrounding the sweet oreo-y center. But that was so good. I have two more in my fridge that I have to save for cheat day because those things are like a whole meal in a literal bite size form.

I think I lost more weight this week but I havent actually stepped on a scale yet. My clothes are getting looser in the pants, however yesterday when I went by the outlet to try on some shirts, I was heavily dissapointed in the fact that my top size has not changed at all, and infact I suspect my boobs got bigger. Arent those supposed to be the first things to shrink? I was looking forward to that. Seriously... these things are huge. Its almost borderline backproblem causing. I feel kind of bad about having such huge boobs and complaining about it because so many people pay to have b-zongas like these. And then there are the less toply gifted friends. I'm more than willing to donate. TAKE THEM AWAY!!!! I guess that just means I have to work harder and do more pushups and upper body workouts. >_> I have foolishly decided to start training for a 5k. I guess that means I'm going to be one step closer to crazy town!