the health kick

Recently, I got myself a personal trainer. Now, because this seemed to coincide with the biggest loser, everyone thought it was pretty funny. But I felt like I had to do something because I had lost all motivation.

When I moved out of home I started eating better, working out a little more regularly and then I lost a bit of weight… within a few weeks everyone was asking if I had lost weight. A good feeling.

But then, I got so stressed from the housemate issues and I started having anxiety and my motivation slipped away. The real eye opener was the Saturday I got dressed in my gym clothes but continued to sit in the bed for the next 6 hours. I then did the same thing Sunday, because I simply felt like I couldn’t get out of the bed and do that.

So now, once a week my personal trainer – Heath (was there ever a more personal trainerish name!) comes over, makes me work hard and sets me some homework, so I feel guilty if I don’t do something. After all, I am spending a good $30 a week for this, therefore I had better perform. Haven't really noticed any results yet (although I have only had 2 sessions) but I am going to the gym a little more. Its not so much about weight loss, because I don’t really carry that much extra weight, at my biggest I'm a size 12, but that’s mainly due to my hips being so damn curvy and I know that even if I lose every bit of fat from my waist, they will still be a 10/12 and my hip bones will jut out like they did when I was dancing. So even if I lose a stack of weight, my clothes are still going to fit… I do hope to get a flat stomach one of these days… I know that’s a lot to ask for someone who adores their chocolate and alcohol, but I figure if I can just once get a flat stomach it won't matter when I'm 40 and pudgy because I can look back and go “but I used to have a flat stomach!”

The inevitable thing about getting older is that you will get pudgy because the older you get, the harder it is to lose weight and retain muscle. Look at my dad, one of the fittest people out there – runs numerous kms a week, does marathons, rides his bike to work everyday, but he has got a beer belly from all those years of good aussie beer drinking. So I figure, while I am still young enough, I should be trying to get myself into shape and hopefully start some good habits for the future, because one day, no matter what I do, I'm sure ill be pudgy and I won't really care because I want to be healthy. At the moment I can't run or do cardio for more than 5 minutes without getting wheezy (and a lot of it is brought on by my asthma in the cold weather) so I hope to boost that up!

One of the biggest things I’ve noticed since I moved out of home is the fact that eating healthy feels really good. its not that I ate a lot of crap back home, but I did eat more junk because if I was coming home late from work, or there was nothing for lunch in the fridge, it was just easier.

So now that its my house, my kitchen, and there isn’t a maccas drive through nearby, it feels good to eat good. each day for breakfast I have toast, yoghurt and maybe some fruit, for lunch its usually leftovers or soup and bread, for dinner I make things like curry (my all time favourite food! I make so many kinds now!) or spinach pie (so damn good I should put the recipe up!!) or chicken and vegies, or paella… I could go on. I try to make at least one new recipe each week. And I aim for each meal to have 3 types of vegies or more.

The only thing ruining the good eating is the housemates. Example: the boy made fish and vegies for dinner Friday night. We sit down to eat and N complains about the amount of vegies, then refuses to eat them.

What does N make for dinner? Tacos, chile, frozen lasagne, or spaghetti with a bunch of cheese in it.

What does E make for dinner? Her specialty is what me and the boy call ASSTA. It is pasta, covered in a jar of sauce, covered in cheese and baked in the over. Gross. Or she makes a roast, but covers the vegies in so much oil you feel like you are eating oil and the only green you get is a few peas. Or she will make some crazy recipe she found that looked “weird” so she thought she would make it. But she hardly ever puts a vegie in it. Last week as the boy looked mournfully down at the assta, she said “but I put some parsley in it so theres some green!” she wasn’t joking.

Currently we are trying to work out how to tell the housemates that we can't stomach their cooking. Last week after getting home from 2 days working on the road, eating junk because it was all I could get, i came home to my dinner in the oven – a burger (egg, meat, tomato, cheese, thin slice of lettuce) with a side dish of sausages!!!! I took one bite and then threw it out. The boy had a go at them “sausages aren’t vegetables. Make some fucking vegetables” and got told “whats wrong with lettuce. It’s a vegetable?”

God damn.

So my health kick is hindered by them… just like everything else in my life at the moment!

i think my head is going to explode..

I’ve only just started this blog and I am yet to get to the crux of all my current anger and frustrations. The housemates.

I used to call them friends, but since moving in with them, I can barely call them that! To give you some background, I am living in a 3 bedroom place with my boy and another couple – E&N.

We were a little unsure about moving in with them, because we knew them to be spoilt and lazy, but I always thought that hey, my friends would leave me to do everything. How wrong we were.

From the day we signed the lease and one of them didn’t have enough to pay their bond, to their refusal to buy the fridge they had promised until at least 2 weeks in to living their… you know what, I could go on.

So we have been there for over 3 months now and in that time I have nearly had a breakdown. I asked them nicely to help clean, suggested schedules, only to be met with “yeah we will help, just tell us when to do it” and it never to be done. All this came to a head in a big massive fight – initiated by them – which I basically kicked their ass and told them to get off their asses and act like grown ups. For fucks sake, this is the first time Ive lived out of home, but E has been out for a year now, while Nick is older than the rest of us.

I made the decision to stop being nice to them though, and for some strange reason they respond to that. You ask them to please clean up, they do nothing. You yell “clean up your fucking mess” and someone comes running.

I'm not too sure what my goal is with this post because if I was to explain everything they do we would be here all day. But even our mutual friends can't stand them anymore because they seriously just have no respect for anyone else.

I never thought that friends of mine would be happy to live in a house where they don’t care about hygiene and the fact that their friends are spending their weekends cleaning, doing the cooking, whatever.

We have a roster for cleaning now, but they still weren’t doing it, so I asked her when they were going to clean this weekend and she cracked it! She was like “N already vacuumed upstairs and I'm going to mop when I get home from dinner tonight!” and I'm like “sorry, didn’t mean to offend you it just doesn’t look like its clean because theres still mess on the floor.” So yeah… she got home at 10:30 at night, I'm nearly asleep, makes the biggest raquet you’ve ever heard, mops the floor in 5 minutes, then comes upstairs and starts yelling at the boy and N to not walk on the floor downstairs. They're like yeah ok. And shes like “NO I JUST MOPPED DOWNSTAIRS SO NOBODY WALK ON THE FLOOR DOWNSTAIRS.” And the boy is like “we heard you the first time, we aren’t going downstairs and can you stop yelling because people are trying to sleep!” and shes like “JUST DON’T GO DOWNSTAIRS!!!!” then slams the door. I was tempted to yell out “its ok I'm not asleep anymore!”

So Ive decided not to be nice anymore, they're stupid bitches and if they hadn’t made such a big deal about signing a 12 month lease, id be out of there!!

Why is it christians are the meanest people out there?

I have a friend (and by friend, I mean net friend) that lives in America… for years he has been dating this uptight Christian chick who he hated (well that’s a strong word, but how would you feel about a chick who wouldn't have sex before marriage, would only let you massage them, and constantly berate you over when are you gonna get saved!) but was too scared to dump.

But he finally did it. I found out about it because she wrote 3 pages of crap about it on her livejournal about how he only dumped her because he is now doing drugs and wants to have wild unprotected sex and oh yes, he WILL be back. So I left her a comment saying I'm sorry about what happened, hope you feel better soon and not to mope around the house. She replied with this big long winded reply back how she is sorry I saw all these horrible things about him and she hopes I don’t think too badly of him – even though it’s the truth – and how he was mad that she didn’t think about his friends reading her journal.

I started to reply at the comment, but instead, sent her an email because I thought it was best to do these things privately.

So it old her that nothing she could say would change my opinion on my friend because basically, he is my friend and has been there for me during the rough times and supported me, so I am sorry he hurt you but I don’t think hes a bad person… the thing about this chick is she only pretends to like me because for some reason, she got into her mind that I was after her boyfriend! I'm sorry, but you are on the other side of the world, I don’t think ill be going after him, especially seeing as I have a boyfriend who I love deeply. But apparently she was like that with every girl he was friends with. In my case she left comments on my journal saying I'm a slut (how Christian of her!) and all sorts of nice things, stupid thing didn’t realise I would know it was her and so I told him and he cracked it big time because just before all this started, she left abusive notes attached to the windscreen of one of his friends cars! I know. Psycho.

So my email was meant to be just as fake as she is with me, express my sympathy for what has happened and told her “if she needs to talk, I'm here. I may be his friend but that doesn’t mean ill tell him what you say”. Heh.

Thing is, I did feel sorry for her for a while, until I read her replies to peoples comments where she started saying how he was now on drugs, how people are going to bash him up for hurting her and how she would take him back – but only if he got saved and married her. So then I thought, no… you are making lies up, want to get him injured and have zero respect for his feelings and beliefs you just want him to be a brain dead zombie to do whatever you want.

So yeah. No reply from her yet but I can tell you that email will make her so mad because she had HOPED I would start to hate him, but I am just happy that he has finally gotten away from her.


Having 1001 housemate dramas… have you ever met people you just want to hit. I live with them. Might update at a later stage, theres too much in that story to be bothered.

For all that is good and cheap…

I love a bit of a bargain… especially ever since working at The Body Shop where I got 50% off. I finished my stint there back in July last year and I have only JUST finished using up all the crap I bought on my last spending spree.

But that doesn’t mean I am without 20 different moisturisers, scrubs and shower gels. Thanks to the MOR sale I went to on Saturday I am totally stocked up again! This would have to be one of my favourite brands ever and the fact that twice a year they sell a select range of their stuff at 80% off in a factory sale, pleases me to no end!

So I came home on Saturday $120 poorer but with a box of goodies! The boy literally couldn’t believe how much I got for that amount.

But its got me thinking of all the other places I have found in recent months that has kept my credit card bill high, but my beauty shelf well stocked:

www.fountaincosmetics.com.au - this is where I get my Dermalogica skin products from, as well as my hair products. Everything aims to be 30% off retail price, but because there is an $8 postage charge, you’ve got to stock up to justify the postage.
www.eyeslipsface.com.au - this is one my newest discoveries. Only new to Australia, the company sells all their products for $2.95 and I must say, I was impressed with how quickly I received the items – 2 days after ordering. Their Therapeutic Conditioning Balm is great, as are their glosses – although a little difficult to apply.
http://www.8ty8beauty.com/ - OPI nail polish is one of my favourite brands out there, but at $20 a bottle here in Australia, I really can't justify that. But 8ty8 Beauty sells each bottle for just under $7 Australian – including the postage. That changes a little depending on the exchange rate, but its $2 to post each bottle and $3.75US per bottle, so no matter how you look at it, it beats going into David Jones and paying a heap.

There are countless other sites I frequent, eBay, Strawberrynet, mycatwalk, but the best way to find the newest places offering the bargains is via the vogue forum – forums.vogue.com.au I am by no means an expert in shopping online, but these girls spend their days trawling the latest and greatest sites from around the globe, making the site a mecca for all things beauty.

Now when someone finds me a place I can buy Mac pigments at a discounted rate, I will well and truly kill my credit card.