I have to work overtime the next few weeks!

That sucks. Even when I'm not working overtime, I can hardly read my newspapers and books. I'm lucky when I can get to the gym on time. :(

I bought myself an iPod Shuffle this weekend! I bought it in case I am going to the gym on my own (that is like, almost every time, but oh well) and there is no one fun to talk to. I love it, it's so handy! It's small and light-weight. And you can just clip it on your clothes and you're ready to enjoy some good music while you're on the threadmill, trying to avoid creepy guys from talking to you! Real good stuff, my new little electronic best friend in the sportschool.

Imagine your mom's neighbour dancing to rock music. Yeah. That's where I was surrounded by last night, when I went to my first concert of 2007. I went to see Johan in Paard van Troje in The Hague, and I was standing between two women of my mom's age. The left one was not really dancing like crazy, just moving around a bit. You know, like one would move at a peaceful part of something cathegorized as classical. But the woman at my right, oh my, she was dancing like she was half her age. When she'd clap her hands in the air she'd almost hit me in my right eye with her elbow. That's why I don't like people dancing in my personal space, it's way too dangerous, next to the fact that it looks kind of silly.

Oh well, guess it's always better than being surrounded by crazy 16 year old sweaty headbangers beating the shit out of you (Korn on the Lowlands festival in 2002), or 12 year old goths singing along while you want to actually listen to the band... (welcome to a concert of HIM, it looked like the fucking Mickey Mouse club gone all goth in front of the stage.)

But other than that, the show was awesome yesterday. thx jhn.

I went to an RPM class, it was a regular spinning class where you have to sit on this weird hometrainer with way too small and hard seats, and there's this teacher who tells you to go slower, faster, turn up the counter-pressure (this is when life gets hard lol) , turn down the counter-pressure (oh love that), sit on your bike, stand on your bike, et cetera. It seems to be good for you. So I thought I'd just give it a shot, for the very first time in my life. Maybe if I'll do this on a regular basis, I'd actually lose some of my excess body fat and stuff like that.

But after thirty (yes, THIRTY, 30!!!) minutes I got kind of tired. I still needed to go for twenty (TWENTY!!! 20!!!) more minutes! Omg... seriously, I was exhausted. I felt my heart pounding and it got so hot. Pffff. I really need to work on that condition of mine.

Oh well, at least I burned 600 calories. WHOOHOOOO.

Whoo nice. A knotted towel left in the washing machine!

It's all hard and dry now.

A little while ago, I was kind of angry at my b/f. Ok not kind of. I was really angry. I was pissed! I love him so much, but I was pissed and most probably suffering from PMS. I don't know why, or maybe I don't want to know why anymore, but fact is that I was really mad. Anyway.

I was so pissed (and here comes another reason that anger management isn't such a bad idea) that I decided to let the angry little insecure jealous bitch out and I deleted a bunch of his collection of supermodel pictures (for reference purposes only off course, because my b/f isn't like the other guys. oh wait nevermind, I also deleted those half naked bitches, d'oh) that he collected at the beginning of this century (or maybe earlier, I don't want to know) from his hard disk. Ok not a real huge amount, because I kind of felt guilty, oh and I got lazy when I got at the E (yes he collects them in neatly organized folders, alphabetically listed off course!).

He found out yesterday, and he wasn't really mad for some reason. I never do this kind of stuff normally, hmm I am so mean. :(

Today we got stuck in an awfully long traffic jam. Ok it wasn't that long, but we just couldn't get out of the city to the highway in less than 40 minutes. Anyway. There was this IDIOT who wanted to get in line in front of our car. So, all of a sudden, he just blocked our way and set his car in front of ours, so he could get passed when all the other cars in front would move. I got so mad!!! But my b/f was behind the wheel. ARGH, seriously, if I was in charge, I'd just steer the car in a way so that he couldn't get passed us. NO MERCY.

Yeah I desperately need some anger management huh.

Hehe. This is funny. My best friend and her parents and b/f and my parents came to visit us. And I got them hooked on the Nintendo Wii. Just like my other friends the other week. And just like my b/f did to me in december.

We played Rayman where someone beat my high score :( and tennis and boxing and other fun stuff like that.

WIIIIIIIII would like to eat I am so hungry. :(

I am at my work right now and I am bored and in a bad mood. There is nothing much to do here, just waiting for a new part of the system to be tested. It takes forever. I've read all the documentation already for at least one hundred times, and it's not like I understand it much better after each new read, so I decided to listen to some music and think about the rest of my life and career. My mood isn't getting much better after this, but I have no clue what to do next. So yeah. Life kind of sucks right now.

My wannabe-photographer b/f wants to expand his portfolio and as the good g/f that I am, I am willing to help him with weird concept photos. So I bought cheap make up yesterday. It's for photographic purposes only, so I decided to skip the Shiseido counter and I came back with all kinds of hideous eye shadow colours for a cheap price. It's going to be fun, posing for the camera in lime green and blue.

If I knew what to do I'd do it.
If I knew where to go I'd get there someday.
If I knew where to fly I'd fly away, forget about life for a while.
But it never is that easy to just pick up and go and do as you're told like.
'cause life never works out that way.
If it were true the skies would be full everyday.

If I knew how to fly, I'd fly away.
If I knew how to fly, I'd fly away.
If I knew how to fly, I knew how to fly away.

Well I'm lost at 22 and I've got no fucking clue.
No I don't know if things will work out right.
I'm lost and confused.
I'm lost at 22 and I don't know if my life's gonna end up right.
'cause they keep on telling me that I'm young, dumb and naive.
But that's just what they want me to believe.

Well I'd rather be lost at sea than become part of this society.
Where the grass is always green and the air is always clean.
At least that's what they want me to believe.
At least that's what they want me to believe.

I'm lost at 22.
I'm lost at 22.
I'm lost.

Life of Agony - Lost at 22.

PS: Make that 23.

So I followed my first sporting class of the year since 3 and a half years, yesterday. I followed a class called BodyAttack, and it was fun and exciting. And tiring.

I am at my work right now (off course) and my muscles hurt.

Tomorrow I am going to sport with my b/f and a friend. But my friend says she wants to quit because she's too busy with work, and I don't think my b/f is motivated enough to go on with this, so it seems I'm all alone next month. :( That's ok, there are other strangers in the sportschool, but I can't help feeling a little bit disappointed. Just a little.

Happy new year my friends!

New Year's Eve was ok, seems I'm getting older and more and more tired every year. Time goes fast. It's the second day of 2007 already and we're back to normal life again. Back to work. Holidays were way too short.

And this week is going to be our first week of sports! I hope I'll keep this up regularly for a long time. It seems that my b/f isn't really enthusiastic about it hehe, but oh well, I'm still going! Tonight I'm going to follow my first class, with one of my friends. Whoo.