I love to sleep. I love to do arts and crafts. I love to spend time outdoors.
Only three things? I guess there's too much that I love to do. I love to swim. I love to be on the beach. I love to spend time with friends and family. I love to be able to help another person. I love to learn new things. I love to dream. I love to spend time with my cat. I love to search for new and exciting things on the internet. I love roadtrips. I love traveling. I love foreign countries and learning about them. I love the rain. I love the sun baking on my bare skin. I love coffee. I love reading. I love being held in someone's arms. I love kisses and cuddles. I love sunday afternoons. I love so many things I might be overloading on thoughts right now... Haha!
I've asked myself the same thing over and over again. I wonder if it's because people of afraid of the nicest people. They think there's something wrong if you're too nice or too caring. Or they just don't think it's possible. Or that they can't live up the standards. I honestly don't know but I doubt it's really a conscious decision when staying away from the nicest people, it's a decision some people don't even know they're making. But yes, it's sad. And unfair.
I got addicted to Gossip Girl pretty quickly. Didn't think I would but I guess the drama of other people's (possible) lives make your own seem so mild in comparison. The relationships, the friendships, the emotions, drama and scandal is so intriguing it's ridiculous. Not a series for everyone, but hey, very enticing! Can't wait for the Season 6!
From executive producers Paul Attanasio, Katie Jacobs, David Shore and Bryan Singer comes a new take on mystery, where the villain is a medical malady and the hero is an irreverent, controversial doctor who trusts no one, least of all his patients.
DR. GREGORY HOUSE (Hugh Laurie) is devoid of bedside manner and wouldn't even talk to his patients if he could get away with it. Dealing with his own constant physical pain, he uses a cane that seems to punctuate his acerbic, brutally honest demeanor. While his behavior can border on antisocial, House is a maverick physician whose unconventional thinking and flawless instincts have afforded him a great deal of respect. An infectious disease specialist, he's a brilliant diagnostician who loves the challenges of the medical puzzles he must solve in order to save lives. House's roster of medical cases are the inexplicable ones other doctors can't solve, and he has assembled an elite team of young medical experts to help him in his effort to solve these diagnostic mysteries. House's team includes neurologist DR. ERIC FOREMAN (Omar Epps), who might have a slightly suspect past; immunologist DR. ALLISON CAMERON (Jennifer Morrison); and old-money intensevist DR. ROBERT CHASE (Jesse Spencer). House also has a good friend in DR. JAMES WILSON (Robert Sean Leonard), an oncology specialist with whom he consults on a regular basis.
There's also some volatile chemistry at work between House and DR. LISA CUDDY (Lisa Edelstein), the Dean of Medicine and hospital administrator. Cuddy is in constant conflict with House over his duties at the hospital, but even she must admit he may be the most brilliant doctor on the staff. With a patient's life in the balance, House will do whatever it takes in the race against the clock to solve the case before it takes a life, from sending one of his team to break into a patient's home in search of clues, to attempting a controversial, high-stakes, trial-and-error form of treatment to see how a patient responds. House's methods may be suspect, but his results are not.
I finished House Season 1 to Season 8 a while back and I gotta tell you I absolutely loved it! He's such an interesting character, and so are the other characters. Not that I want to give anything away for those who haven't watched it, but it is good. Although, I also thought it was one of those series that had to be patiently watched, episode after episode, before becoming totally gripping. The storyline takes a while to get to you, even though the stories in each episode are fascinating every time. House's team, and friends and his relationships are just as fascinating, and amusing!
And no, I'm clearly not writing this as a 'review' thankyouverymuch.
I have absolutely no idea. I don't think I care either. I know it's weird but I don't know my father so why should I give a damn. My grandfather was there as a father-figure if you wanna call it that, and that's more than enough for me. Is that harsh? I kinda hope so.
Meet Dexter Morgan. By day he's a blood spatter pattern expert for the Miami Metro police department. But by night - he takes on an entirely different persona: serial killer. But Dexter isn't your average serial killer as he only kills people who fit a very prolific and precise "moral code" taught to him by his late father Harry (he didn't kill Harry, honest), and developed very thoroughly throughout each kill.
I finished Dexter Season 1 to Season 6. And what the hell?! Yeah, it was pretty intense, all the way through. He almost got caught, what, three or four times? Ridiculous! Well thought out plot, I have to say. Not that my opinion counts but I thought I'd just start talking shit like, real shit, my own shit, like I used to, when I have the time.
It's amazing how you can get so drawn into a series, so much so that it feels like you almost know the people in them. Not the real people, obviously, but the character they are portraying. Which I think is fantastic! How they do it kind of fascinates me. Not that I ever could. I can't even do it in real life, what about as an actor. Haha! But anyway, I hear there's a Season 7 coming out. Not sure how he's going to get himself out of the crapper this time. I mean did you see who caught him?! I actually thought it was a good end to a series. A serious cliff hanger, but you can only imagine, after getting to know the character after six seasons, how it would end for Dexter after that last episode. So it's kind of a 'make it up further...' kind of ending. In a good way. Then I hear that Season 7 will be coming out soon and of course out of pure curiousity I just had to go and watch the 2-minute teazer on youtube. And for sure I wasn't expecting Dexter to be able to talk himself out of this crap, but yeah... I think he does. What?!
I wish I could tell you that I'm doing fantastic. That life is a song and I'm singing it with my whole heart. I wish I could tell you that everything is just bloody peachy. But no, not quite. It's not like I'm unhappy and down in the dumps or anything, that doesn't happen too often with me. If it does happen it hits hard, but still. No, I'm actually doing good. Even though it feels like I'm living in a bit of a limbo state, too. Guess it's because my life is standing still in a way. Work is quiet. Friendships are stagnant. Relationships are non-existent. Social is pretty much useless. It feels like I'm living in a fantasy worlf of series upon series. And I don't even care. I know nobody can change it but me, but I'm just not sure I want to try. To get what exactly? More hurt. More rejection. More shit!
Okay, yes. I'm a little bit negative. And yes, I'll get over it. I'm just so tired of it all. I'm tired of people expecting things from me that I really cannot give them. Or don't want to give them. Pressuring me into crap. My reaction is usually to pull away from these people. Distance myself. And for good reason, I think. I'm actually very, brutally honest. Once you actually listen to me. When you make time to actually get to know me. No one has really done that in a while. And it's as if, when there's no drama in my life, nobody really bothers. Like I'm not really exciting enough. I don't have the best jokes, the nicest clothes or the most interesting stories. And I don't even care about any of that, but it's like people want me to care about it all.
I'm talking in circles. I know.
I don't really know how to make sense of the frustration of it all.
Does anyone have advice about dealing with shin splints? I have a severely shitty case of shin splints. Okay, not a case. It's not a case. It's a challenge. A constant bloody challenge. And I hate it. It hurts okay? Badly. I love my bootcamp. Running. Jogging. Jumping. Boxing. Kicking. All the stuff I can't actually do, without hurting myself even more. I can't even wear high heel shoes anymore! Come on!!
Shin Splints: Definition
Shin splints refer to the sharp pains that occur down the front of the lower leg. They are a common complaint, particularly among runners and other athletes.
Shin Splints: Description
Shin splints may refer to a number of lower leg complaints and injuries. In most cases, shin splints refer to the pain that results from overload on the tissues that connect muscles to the shin bone (tibia). They also may come from the small bone of the lower leg and ankle, called the fibula. The medical term for shin splints is medial tibial stress syndrome.
Next to ankle sprains, shin splints are probably the most common complaint of injury to the lower body. Most shin splints occur in the front (anterior) portion of the tibia; some also occur in the inside of the leg along the tibia. Runners probably suffer shin splints more than other people, but they also occur in people who play basketball and tennis and those who walk long distances, particularly on treadmills.
Shin Splints: Causes and symptoms
The most common cause of shin splints is overdoing activities that constantly pound on the legs and feet. This may include sports with many stops and starts, running down hills or other tilted surfaces, or repeated walking. Simply training too long or too hard, especially without proper stretching and warm-up, can cause shin splints. People with flat feet, high arches, or feet that turn outward may be more prone to shin splints. Shoes that are worn or don't provide proper foot support also add to the problem.
I think my family can bring out the best and the worst in me. So can my friends sometimes. I don't always know if that's a good or a bad thing. Maybe it's just balance, huh? I can get so mad sometimes, other times I'm the best me I can be. What should I make of that??
Unfortunately I have, yes. Not that something bad has happened to me or someone I know, I just don't generally think it's a good idea. I received a very graphic email just the other day with pictures depicting the demise of a guy in a car accident, apparently whilst texting. It was horrible. When I text in the car, it tends to be when the car is stationary, like when I'm waiting at a red light or sitting in traffic for yonks. And why? Because I felt it necessary at the time. But don't we all? It's not necessary. I think it can wait a while, don't you? If not for you, then for someone else who might get hurt.
I'm sure there are some stuff that I've bought but never use, I just can't think of them now. I mean, clothes I've bought and then it just lies in my cupboard and I hardly every wear it. But then clearly it was a bad decision or something I got from someone else. What can I say, if it's not my style, it's not my style.
I try to be impressed with myself often. I try almost every day. I'm impressed by myself for accomplishing things. Like when I passed a year of school. When I passed matric. When I achieve good marks in my assignments. When I get a new job. When I'm good at my job. When someone gives me a compliment. When I make something in my Arts & Crafts room that I enjoy, that is beautiful. When I help someone that needs it. When I make someone feel good about themselves.
I like impressing myself. I'm just not great with impressing other people. Or having them praise me about stuff. I mean I like it, in my own shy way, but it's embarrassing.
Valuable as in monatery value - My car. Most expensive thing in my life. But definitely worth it. Valuable for me - my jewelery. Passed down from my grandmother. Other valuable things to me would be my shozzies (what I call my arts & crafts), my photographs and things like that. But then again, that's all just things I own.
I wish I didn't know how fucktup the world can be. I wish I didn't know what horrible people are out there. I wish I didn't know about the horrors and the sadness in the world. I wish I didn't know about death. I wish I didn't know that people change, but memories don't. I wish didn't know how people hurt me in the past. I wish I didn't know how fake people can be. I wish I didn't know.... Ignorance is bliss, they say.
I don't know. Annoying? Is smoking annoying? I don't know. I guess someone else would have to answer that. Because I've heard I'm bossy. I've heard I'm irritating. I've heard that I want to always be right. I'm not sure if it's true, I'd like to think it's not. But I've heard this from people who say they know me. Oh well.