Wednesday, January 31, 2007
I need a vacation!!! I'm so tired of being so routine. That's just not me!
I got a day off from work and my family for a day last Sunday. I was with Angel the whole time. He picked me up at around 9:30 and kept on asking me where the Belmont Mall is and I didn't know why he was so desperate to find it. Later, I found out that we were going to rent a car because he just paid his car insurance the night before by phone and wasn't so sure if it was reactivated already and he didn't want to take any chances hence, the car rental. We were also with his brother and another friend because he doesn't know how to get to San Jose Flea Market that well, so you could imagine I was a bit quiet than usual and kept asking me for the whole day why I was.
One thing that I didn't like about the trip was that he was on the mood to play with the car brakes. Yes, the car brakes. He noticed how my body -- specially my head would react when he suddenly hit the brakes so he would hit it over and over again or sometimes go with the beat of the music that was playing at the time. I would have enjoyed the trip except I got a freakin' headache and felt nauseus most of the time. Other than that, it was fine.
When we got off the car, he warned me right away not to expect anything fancy of the flea market (that was the first time that I went to the place). Well, it was what it was. And it made me feel like I was back home. We finished quite early because there's nothing much too see (and he didn't bring enough cash). We had lunch at Denny's and on our way back, they decided to go to Halfmoon Bay. I sort of like the feeling of just doing things on impulse, that's when you know that you're alive and living your life.
Spell casted @ 8:49 AM
Friday, January 05, 2007
Angel got me a PlayStation 2 for Christmas. It's one of the best gifts I received this year. I just haven't had the time to relax and play with it. Yeah, I use it when I got home but I can't even enjoy it because I'm too tired. He's been really nice to me, I'm thankful that we're still together and that he truly cares. Sometimes I wonder why, because lately I have been very insecure of my weight gain. He always say that I'm a good person and he really likes being wit me.
Getting back in shape is really hard. I've been doing well last summer, I go to the gym, I can control my appetite that my body got used to it. My goal was to lose 15 lbs. more, and it's not just my imaginary thinking that I'm still overweight. I based it on the fact that I'm 5 feet tall and women my height should weigh about 100-115 lbs. So for the month and a half that I've been doing it, somehow I got fit and I was thinking that for another month or two, I can reach my goal. But it's so obvious now that I'm not there yet. One of the turning points was when my mom thought that I was sick in the head or something because I was eating less. She was nagging and using sarcasm that I should go ahead and kill myself and leave my family behind. I hate it when she does that. And now I look like this, and she was asking me how come I'm gaining weight again, and make jokes how big my stomach is. This is just plainly exhausting. I never win.
Spell casted @ 9:07 AM