I started running yesterday by the sea and I got all exhausted within the first 10 minutes. That's bad. Next week I'm starting gym again (i know it took me so fucking long) and I'm uber excited. Having last year's schedule, I believe I can attend a yoga class twice, a tae-bo class once and the last class will either be power aerobics or another tae bo (cause I just love it, it combines fight moves with steps and aerobic). So adding them up it will be 4 gym classes and 3-4 runs /week. Can't wait.
I'm addicted to fitness. You propably already know that I was actually to become an aerobics class instructor but "I have much more potential" -family&friends crap- plus I'm anemic to the bone so I chose biology over aerobics and decided I would just use aerobics to work out and make other instructors cry cause I know more. ha!
Oh call me bitch but I get quite confident about it. I've been practising my whole life, I was a pro at swimming and always imagined myself as an athlete. Well some years later here I am on this island pretending to study and hating all these geniouses who don't have lives outside of the university books. Because yes, I care about painting my nails and I care about boys. I love to hang around listening to music, and yes I'm counting calories because I AM NOT thin enough, I love working out and day dreaming.
NO, my whole life is NOT biology.
I love my sciense but there are limits. I'm not the kind of a bookworm. I'm clever enough to study little and learn a lot. And if I wasn't that ill (ill, my ass..) I would propably now be at London. Studying biology. Having friends who actually know sth about the world around them and are keen on knowing ALL OF IT.
Cause I want to know all of this world. And I can't do this. I know I'm being a bitch right now and I'll regret it later, but I hate it when I am the world here. And being judged for it. I like Starbucks, I like to be stylish 24/7, I like to starve one day and binge the next, I travel to London twice a year and I get amazed each time, I'm making plans about traveling to Moscow and it never happens, I love alternative music and theaters. This is who I am. But I want some influence. I keep giving, all my friends are just copying each&every move I make, and I'm no good person. I get mad.
I'm so broken right now, I hate this body and keep hating my thoughts lately, I always mess up in relationships and I get too excited at things I know they're stupid. My sister thinks I'm not well (okay, didn't need a psychologist to tell me that, no need to have a degree my dear sister to realise this) and so does Nicole.. Boo-fucking-hoo.

I love my sciense but there are limits. I'm not the kind of a bookworm. I'm clever enough to study little and learn a lot. And if I wasn't that ill (ill, my ass..) I would propably now be at London. Studying biology. Having friends who actually know sth about the world around them and are keen on knowing ALL OF IT.
Cause I want to know all of this world. And I can't do this. I know I'm being a bitch right now and I'll regret it later, but I hate it when I am the world here. And being judged for it. I like Starbucks, I like to be stylish 24/7, I like to starve one day and binge the next, I travel to London twice a year and I get amazed each time, I'm making plans about traveling to Moscow and it never happens, I love alternative music and theaters. This is who I am. But I want some influence. I keep giving, all my friends are just copying each&every move I make, and I'm no good person. I get mad.
I'm so broken right now, I hate this body and keep hating my thoughts lately, I always mess up in relationships and I get too excited at things I know they're stupid. My sister thinks I'm not well (okay, didn't need a psychologist to tell me that, no need to have a degree my dear sister to realise this) and so does Nicole.. Boo-fucking-hoo.







