An obvious ending..
Went out at 9pm, came home at 3am.. Kill me now -.-
Yeea, i'm back..
Finally! ;P in a way, i could just stay at the sea forever and travel everyday to different beaches.. But the thing is I always have the urge to party and party hard when i go on holidays.. So i couldn’t wait to get home to my bed today and just crash. Stop the excessive eating and DRINKING and get back in my routine! So i planned a relaxing day at home, lifting session and an early sleep....
We're such weird friends..
Exes, but get along so well. I could spend days with him.. It’s not normal tho.. Keeps dragging me in :S
Just wanna lay in bed and sleep..
back from seaside for abit.
Two days and then again partying non-stop for 5 days.. Don’t get me wrong, once I start, I can go on till the morning.. But I hate how I’m gonna miss my workouts/have to squeeze a whole week into these two days while I’m at home.. Hmmm
So it's Friday, I'm packing..
I should be excited to see everyone, I should be happy to finally go to the sea..[[MORE]] I should be rushing to get there and start drinking, start partying.. Yet instead, I’m in such a bad mood it’s ridiculous. I don’t want to break my tongue while tryin to speak another language (not english, ugh, i wish), I don’t feel like drinking or eating, I don’t feel like...
So... this sucks?
I can’t go to my friend’s house by the sea till saturday, because I have to work friday afternoon (at home).. Meaning I don’t have to do my legs today to make up for tomorrow.. And I don’t have to pack until tomorrow.. Which means I could’ve stayed at the lake yesterday?!!! Aaaargh. Stupid stupid stupid.
Just remembered a dream..
I was at the doctors office, on a consult for liposuction ahahaha, wtf..
I think it’s time to get some lifting gloves..
Went to the lake today..
Got so taaaanned :)) Now it’s time for some deadlifts!