Okay, not fair Blogger.
Second year in a row.
Even then the post got fucked up and never published.
And yesterday was so emotionally loaded!
Come on GOOGLE!
Like it wasn't enough when you destroyed the top comments on YouTube!
Well.
I have a weird thing now.
I just start to eat and don't stop.
And another weird thing, that's actually for a while...
I have a song problem.
It ruins my life.
One song get's into my head, and the only solution is that it'll go to another song.
I didn't remember bleeding hurts so much...
I guess it's just a sensitive spot, after all, there's barely place for fats or muscles there, it's mostly filled with weird funny bones and blood and stuff.
But I must be special to do so.
Because how can you fucking accidently cut your thumb's knuckle?!
And I cut again.
Yeah, I don't regret it.
I like it.
It's like, my safe place, I think I can call it this way.
It's where I feel safe.
And when it's on my thighs it's weird, the cuts are small, mostly because I'm used to do it on a small place, and the razor, well, it's a weird one.
...
I just had a shower.
Well, I have thirty minutes of bullshit to tell you?
Excited?
I'm not, but anyway...
Today I woke up at five am, the usual.
But I fell asleep again, I don't know why!
So I woke up again at seven.
Crap, fuck, and shit, will be accurate in that situation.
So, I didn't jog this morning.
I think that when I skip the jogging, I'm more likely to have that endless eating, though I'm trying to kill the stupid thing of swallowing and stuffing myself.
Well, today, after ram, I bough a bag of 8 calorie candies!
I like them.
It's lemon flavored.
So, after it, I just didn't stop eating.
I feel like shit.
But I stopped after a while, because I started making my -failing- flat bread.
My mother gave me a recipe.
It failed.
I shouldn't let myself to listen to others, my recipe is way better.
And the only problem it had was with mine that I made it too thick at the beginning!
Well, at the practice, I was a bit late.
But when it started, I ran along the 600 meter run.
I wanted to do it better.
It helped with the barely bready dough digesting.
The funny part of it, it's that when Irena told how much I did, we all laughed slightly.
Why?
Because I did 0.40 seconds more than yesterday!
But than I had to jump.
Bad idea.
I couldn't feel my legs.
They sort of gave up on me.
It's seems normal to me, but still a quite dissapointment.
When I came back home, I played with my sister and brother some Just Dance 2014, which is nice, but I like a 2013 a bit more, because Rasputin, and Satisfaction, and Constentipole, and I don't know what else, but I like it.
Oh and Living La Vida Loca.
Though the sumo version is hillarious.
And I love Maria.
I'm actually quite good at it.
And I understand 3 words.
Uno Dos Tres.
It's enough for me.
And I jogged for 55 minutes.
I wanted to quite earlier, but I reminded myself that I'd feel better with doing more.
Well, it's our blog time to end.
I'm going to make tomorrow the Kimchi, and make some mre of the delightful Pad Thai!
I love those noodles!
And that holy cabbage.
I undestand that song about cabbages way more.
And the cabbege seller from Avatar.
It's so delicous!
Everything in the Pad Thai is delicous!
I don't make it with meat and eggs and the other stuff.
And I always have to put tons of the hot pepper sauce.
It tastes better with spiciness!
Well, it's over.
Tomorrow is tons of food.
Maybe I'll add some sweetness to some of my flat bread, making it blinches!
With some cheese mixed with maple syrup and fruit it can be like angels!
Berries, Survivors,
I hope you'll make it.
Second year in a row.
Even then the post got fucked up and never published.
And yesterday was so emotionally loaded!
Come on GOOGLE!
Like it wasn't enough when you destroyed the top comments on YouTube!
Well.
I have a weird thing now.
I just start to eat and don't stop.
And another weird thing, that's actually for a while...
I have a song problem.
It ruins my life.
One song get's into my head, and the only solution is that it'll go to another song.
I didn't remember bleeding hurts so much...
I guess it's just a sensitive spot, after all, there's barely place for fats or muscles there, it's mostly filled with weird funny bones and blood and stuff.
But I must be special to do so.
Because how can you fucking accidently cut your thumb's knuckle?!
And I cut again.
Yeah, I don't regret it.
I like it.
It's like, my safe place, I think I can call it this way.
It's where I feel safe.
And when it's on my thighs it's weird, the cuts are small, mostly because I'm used to do it on a small place, and the razor, well, it's a weird one.
...
I just had a shower.
Well, I have thirty minutes of bullshit to tell you?
Excited?
I'm not, but anyway...
Today I woke up at five am, the usual.
But I fell asleep again, I don't know why!
So I woke up again at seven.
Crap, fuck, and shit, will be accurate in that situation.
So, I didn't jog this morning.
I think that when I skip the jogging, I'm more likely to have that endless eating, though I'm trying to kill the stupid thing of swallowing and stuffing myself.
Well, today, after ram, I bough a bag of 8 calorie candies!
I like them.
It's lemon flavored.
So, after it, I just didn't stop eating.
I feel like shit.
But I stopped after a while, because I started making my -failing- flat bread.
My mother gave me a recipe.
It failed.
I shouldn't let myself to listen to others, my recipe is way better.
And the only problem it had was with mine that I made it too thick at the beginning!
Well, at the practice, I was a bit late.
But when it started, I ran along the 600 meter run.
I wanted to do it better.
It helped with the barely bready dough digesting.
The funny part of it, it's that when Irena told how much I did, we all laughed slightly.
Why?
Because I did 0.40 seconds more than yesterday!
But than I had to jump.
Bad idea.
I couldn't feel my legs.
They sort of gave up on me.
It's seems normal to me, but still a quite dissapointment.
When I came back home, I played with my sister and brother some Just Dance 2014, which is nice, but I like a 2013 a bit more, because Rasputin, and Satisfaction, and Constentipole, and I don't know what else, but I like it.
Oh and Living La Vida Loca.
Though the sumo version is hillarious.
And I love Maria.
I'm actually quite good at it.
And I understand 3 words.
Uno Dos Tres.
It's enough for me.
And I jogged for 55 minutes.
I wanted to quite earlier, but I reminded myself that I'd feel better with doing more.
Well, it's our blog time to end.
I'm going to make tomorrow the Kimchi, and make some mre of the delightful Pad Thai!
I love those noodles!
And that holy cabbage.
I undestand that song about cabbages way more.
And the cabbege seller from Avatar.
It's so delicous!
Everything in the Pad Thai is delicous!
I don't make it with meat and eggs and the other stuff.
And I always have to put tons of the hot pepper sauce.
It tastes better with spiciness!
Well, it's over.
Tomorrow is tons of food.
Maybe I'll add some sweetness to some of my flat bread, making it blinches!
With some cheese mixed with maple syrup and fruit it can be like angels!
Berries, Survivors,
I hope you'll make it.
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