Dear August.
Please hurry up and arrive
Your sister July has gone on for way too long, and I miss your sweet face.
Sincerely
Your biggest fan
Caitlin-rhiannon
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Pie = 2.4 squared
Today as I was racing hysterically round my house to find my gym shoes before the actual gym itself closed, I came across my old pair of converse I normally save for slouching round the house.
In a state of blind panic I quickly decided that these were the best option and would have to suffice.
Half an hour later as I was jogging along going nowhere on the treadmill on a never before experimented incline of 5.0, I couldn't help but notice people looking at me with disturbingly murderous glances, feeling self conscious I turned up my ipod and stared determinedly ahead using the placebo that if I couldn't see them then they couldn't see me.
5 minutes later when the glances had not yet dissipated I thought to myself that perhaps I was making to much noise running, and thus decided to run on the balls of my feet instead, painful for me but would hopefully have a calming effect on the mob of angry gym goers that were sure to be gathering at the foot of my treadmill any second, I gathered that they were most likely just sharpening their pitchforks first.
It wasn't until my playlist had sung its last song on my ipod that I heard the noise I was making in its fullest extent.
Unused to the incline on my treadmill and the additional weight of my converse, I had been dragging my feet along the base of the treadmill.
But not just any ordinary dragging: long, extended, wailing, earsplitting drags, woeful to behold which combined with my attempt at running on the balls of my feet (which resulted in a noise not unlike a angry RHINO running on a treadmill) I sounded more like a furiously stampeding herd of elephants than a small, slightly built girl of 18 years.
In a state of blind panic I quickly decided that these were the best option and would have to suffice.
Half an hour later as I was jogging along going nowhere on the treadmill on a never before experimented incline of 5.0, I couldn't help but notice people looking at me with disturbingly murderous glances, feeling self conscious I turned up my ipod and stared determinedly ahead using the placebo that if I couldn't see them then they couldn't see me.
5 minutes later when the glances had not yet dissipated I thought to myself that perhaps I was making to much noise running, and thus decided to run on the balls of my feet instead, painful for me but would hopefully have a calming effect on the mob of angry gym goers that were sure to be gathering at the foot of my treadmill any second, I gathered that they were most likely just sharpening their pitchforks first.
It wasn't until my playlist had sung its last song on my ipod that I heard the noise I was making in its fullest extent.
Unused to the incline on my treadmill and the additional weight of my converse, I had been dragging my feet along the base of the treadmill.
But not just any ordinary dragging: long, extended, wailing, earsplitting drags, woeful to behold which combined with my attempt at running on the balls of my feet (which resulted in a noise not unlike a angry RHINO running on a treadmill) I sounded more like a furiously stampeding herd of elephants than a small, slightly built girl of 18 years.
Friday, July 9, 2010
nargles
WHAT is up with the amount of him-bos Ive seen prancing around these days?
I really think there is something decidedly unnatractive about the protein-shaked, steroid humping losers you see eye fucking themeselves in the gym.
ECCCKKKKK its so patheticcc.
I wonder which candy boy started it, Taylor Lautner or Zac Efron?
I really think there is something decidedly unnatractive about the protein-shaked, steroid humping losers you see eye fucking themeselves in the gym.
ECCCKKKKK its so patheticcc.
I wonder which candy boy started it, Taylor Lautner or Zac Efron?
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Nibble my gibblets?
I am so very hungry that i have googled random Chuck Norris facts to make me feel better.
And they do.
If one of Chuck Norris's roundhouse kicks can power my homeland for an entire night then surely i can go for a few more hours without fantasizing about smarties.
Oh my god. HOW OLD AM I??????
I shudder to think that my wildest fantasies these days involve wading naked into a swimming pool filled with smarties and red licorice.
Hopefully I'll mature into a teenager in my 20's.
Anywho, here goes......
* Chuck Norris does not sleep. He waits.
* The chief export of Chuck Norris is pain.
* The Great Wall of China was originally created to keep Chuck Norris out. It failed miserably.
* There is no theory of evolution, just a list of creatures Chuck Norris allows to live.
* Chuck Norris originally appeared in the "Street Fighter II" video game, but was removed by Beta Testers because every button caused him to do a roundhouse kick. When asked bout this "glitch," Norris replied, "That's no glitch."
* There are no weapons of mass destruction. Just Chuck Norris.
* A Chuck Norris-delivered Roundhouse Kick is the preferred method of execution in 16 states.
* Chuck Norris CAN believe it's not butter.
* If tapped, a Chuck Norris roundhouse kick could power the country of Australia for 44 minutes.
* French surrendered to Chuck Norris just to be on the safe side.
And they do.
If one of Chuck Norris's roundhouse kicks can power my homeland for an entire night then surely i can go for a few more hours without fantasizing about smarties.
Oh my god. HOW OLD AM I??????
I shudder to think that my wildest fantasies these days involve wading naked into a swimming pool filled with smarties and red licorice.
Hopefully I'll mature into a teenager in my 20's.
Anywho, here goes......
* Chuck Norris does not sleep. He waits.
* The chief export of Chuck Norris is pain.
* The Great Wall of China was originally created to keep Chuck Norris out. It failed miserably.
* There is no theory of evolution, just a list of creatures Chuck Norris allows to live.
* Chuck Norris originally appeared in the "Street Fighter II" video game, but was removed by Beta Testers because every button caused him to do a roundhouse kick. When asked bout this "glitch," Norris replied, "That's no glitch."
* There are no weapons of mass destruction. Just Chuck Norris.
* A Chuck Norris-delivered Roundhouse Kick is the preferred method of execution in 16 states.
* Chuck Norris CAN believe it's not butter.
* If tapped, a Chuck Norris roundhouse kick could power the country of Australia for 44 minutes.
* French surrendered to Chuck Norris just to be on the safe side.
Monday, July 5, 2010
Saturday, July 3, 2010
easy as 123
Yesterday as I was walking back to my car from buying tickets too see Eclipse (:D), I happened- much to my displeasure- to run into Mitch and Matty returning from whatever personal vendetta they had just been on.
Now I adore both Mitch AND Matty, but running into Matty whilst he is surrounded by friends is probably the equivalent of smearing your self esteem with your own blood and jumping into an enclosed tank of hungry sharks.
Whilst i sad trembling with fear in my car, first my hair was picked apart, then my skin and then even the fact that i was wearing gloves.
I left a few minutes later feeling like the ugliest person in the world and contemplating jumping of the hawksbury river bridge with weights attached to my legs.
Now I adore both Mitch AND Matty, but running into Matty whilst he is surrounded by friends is probably the equivalent of smearing your self esteem with your own blood and jumping into an enclosed tank of hungry sharks.
Whilst i sad trembling with fear in my car, first my hair was picked apart, then my skin and then even the fact that i was wearing gloves.
I left a few minutes later feeling like the ugliest person in the world and contemplating jumping of the hawksbury river bridge with weights attached to my legs.
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