workout.du.jour.

so, it has been approximately 3 months or 12 weeks and Joel has absolutely killed me with workouts. Overall, with one month left, I have lost 10 pounds and gained 5 pounds of muscle, and my sessions aren't finished yet!!!

just to make my workouts a little more intense, i started doing kettlebell training with JD, and DAYM they are intense.

two handed swings, left and right handed swings, cleans, turkish getups, snatches, punches, and overhead presses really have me feeling my workout a lot more than any traditional form of exercise. i don't even feel as if i am working traditionally, kettlebells is unlike anything i have ever used.

definite 100% must-try.

*please make sure that when seeking kettlebell training, you contact a certified kettlebell coach. this is a very technical form of exercise and a knowledgeable instructor is needed.

caffeine.the beauty.

i got to college.i applied to two universities. i have a 3.7 GPA. i am taking a summer class. i work a minimum of 20-30 hours a week. 

how is the above possible?

caffeine my friends. caffeine.

compared to red bull, i find a frap or cappuccino has the same impact as saggy-breasted woman wearing a push-up bra.

graphic, slightly, i know, but in all honesty coffee has done wonders for me. it also helps that i work at a starbucks and therefore, have an endless supply of the beautiful drug. 

i believe that everyone, if they haven't already, should attempt, ONLY WHEN NEEDED, to start using caffeine as a secondary source of awakefullness (i know it isn't a word)

so ditch that 20-min power nap, and sip on a cup-a-joe instead.

*please drink responsibly*

the.war.on.democracy.

so i am taking a society and conflict class and we had to watch this documentary by John Pilger titled "The War on Democracy"

after i watched it i must admit i am absolutely astounded as to what goes on outside everyone's little (bubble)

watch.think.question.learn

um..dangerous

so...a warning to all...twitter is HIGHLY addictive and is definitely where it is at. 

twitter.

i did what i did not think i would do, but now that i have done it, i understand why.

twitter folks.

get on it.

it is fast, fun, and although i am no 500,00o+ follower individual, it gets me out there, rather than being just here (not here on rainpops, but here as in my physical place right now...which is my kitchen table)

twitter on.

balance.

okay so, i haven't written in a while, what else is new?! i imagine this blog is similar to all the little journals (i refuse to call them diaries because that is lame) that i kept, and was uber excited to start documenting my life in, and then as the days passed, i slowly stopped writing in them. that exact same concept has been transferred over to my blog. the difference you ask? i am accountable to all of the internet for my blog, and my follower (i keep that singular because i only have one =/)

as for the title of this blog, i am having some difficulty. i have had a rough little while, with school coming to an end, work hours increasing as fast as the temperature, and exercising daily, has literally left my plate full, but not over flowing.

that is the balance, i find. how much can you possibly pile on your plate before you can't take it anymore and your plate starts to over flow? well, when it is over flowing then you know you need to take something off, because that is you going crazy. my plate has not over flowed yet, it is actually perfectly in balance. i have trained my body to sleep when i need it to, be alert and awake when i need it to, and perform when i need it to.

ah, so the title of this blog entry has been formed...

balance.

you.have.a.girlfriend.who.looks.like.a.boyfriend.

why am i always the other girl. the girl that all guys think is awesome, but never asks out or dates?

i have a slew of male friends, strictly because females are too dramatic most of the time, and due to the fact that my friends are males, i have adopted a male way of thinking. i do not like drama, do not think of the little emotional details that come along with every situation.

i am just me, and don't really care who likes me and who doesn't.

however, my dilemma:

i look at my male friends who have girlfriends, and their girlfriends are overly controlling, highly dramatic, anti-video gamers, anti-sports, and in general, do not like the idea of me beings friends with them.

it makes me wonder, if my social circle of male friends is holding me back from actually meeting a man.

my conclusion: screw the girls, i like my boys.

long.time.no.post.

hmmm, it has been quite a while, however, there is a reason to the absence.

one. i have been working like a crazy person serving coffees and perfect lattes for the majority of my reading week - i work at starbucks.

second. i have been 100% absorbed by my NEW CAR. ahh the joys of parental support. =)

third. it is my reading week, and i have been 100% avoiding studying, and i have been at the gym too much.

however, i don't think that there is a "too much at the gym" state.

i have had a semi-unproductive, semi-productive reading week and i am glad to say, i have not forgotten about my blog.

until next time, which will be sooner rather than later,

adieu 

d.i.y.101.chic-o-nomics.

new hair. new me?

well not exactly new, but a change - a needed change.

why is it that when i want a change, i change my hair colour...even if it is only by a couple shades?

well, i have unveiled a secret that hairstylists don't want anyone to know...

if you go to a beauty supply outlet, take a risk, leave your pessimism at the door, and pick a colour and do it and do it nooow.

well not now now...but when your next hair colour appointment comes along, try out your local TBBS or beauty supply outlet and take a gander at the walls of colour and as ING would say..."save your money"

patiently.waiting.

as i sit waiting ...waiting...waiting...i have begun to ponder what it means to be patient. i have, all my life, been told that i am a highly impatient person and that i am selfish. however, as i have gotten older and wiser, i have begun to realize that i am the earlier - patient and unselfish. although i am older, and thus wiser, during times of patience and unselfish acts, i curse in my mind, and complain out loud. therefore, it is really worth me being so patient if i am complaining? giving something to someone else, my patience, but taking from someone else, their sanity, with my complaints?

one would have to be present in the time of my patient, unselfish complaining, but also have to understand the great strides i am making being patient and unselfish...from being painted a selfish, impatient individual from the start.

take, for example, today. i sacrifice, unselfishly, my time and sleep, to come to school, on my day off, to study while waiting for my sister to finish her classes and group work, only to be waiting, patiently, but complaining through and through, because everything takes so long. i know that it is not my sister's fault, however, i can't walk up to her and the group and begin a rampage of missing software and incomplete work, that is rude. my solution: curse in my mind and complain through my mouth.

therefore, i will continue to sit. wait. curse. unselfishly and patiently.

dolphin.attack.pt.2

okay...so this was pretty much the original inspiration for the videos below...

enjoy

sore.losing.101.

ATTENTION ALL.ATTENTION ALL.

THIS IS A ONE TIME ONLY CRASH COURSE IN SORE LOSING

if you have recently lost a championship or competition and then proceeded, after losing, to complain, create excuses, or blame others for your loss, you have officially started your sore losing career. therefore, this post is for you.

in recent news, george st. pierre sits down for an official interview with sports illustrated, saying that his camp DID NOT INTENTIONALLY rub vaseline on his back...so bj penn can finally stop making excuses as to his inability to triangle choke gsp. 

just face it, gsp is a better champion than you, and if he fights you again, he will win again. he trains harder. fights harder. punches harder. (which penn can vouch for).

so, if you or any of your immediate family members or friends have recently taken part in a competition and have pulled a "penn," i suggest you, as gsp says, "start focusing on yourself, rather than on who to blame. you are the reason you lost."

you.will.shart.

dolphin attack...

i am unsure how to spell whiling, why-ling...

but i was why-ling/whilling out...

so this is the end of my posting for the day.

i believe the word that perfectly describes the events that transpired here today...is crazy-beautiful.

i promise that i am not insane...just generally care-free and happy.

i have over-posted for this day...i have to officially say that blogging...is...

...FUN!

multi.use.table.

as i sit here across from you and just marinate in all the magnificent jiberish gushing out of your mouth, i laugh so hard inside.

can this be a video blog too?

they will be so funny.

open.sesame

i have been introduced to this blogger craze and wonder where i have been all this time.

blogging is, in a way, therapeutic...can i have therapy?

i am contemplating the perspective i want to take on this, then i realized that a true blog should be as candid as possible, no approaches, avenues, preferences, or personality altercations.

to conclude...here i am, and you are here.

enjoy.