addicted to the post work out feeling

girl look at that body, i work out!

man, theyve gotta stop sneakin pics of me at the gym :P

bon iver. some candles. and a good read. bliss.

i like this remix. kept the feel of iver with a lil kick.

and dear snow patrol, you ran some red lights here....you also made me want to get out of the US!

pscil's dad was on speaker...

"my friend jill"

"joe?"

"no dad, JILL"

"..Joe?!"

"JILL!!!"

"Joe"

"no, her name's JILL"

"oh she a girl!"

i share the same sentiment

"this explains everything..."

excellent find becky hammond. no wonder a feeding frenzy begins when i spot girl scout cookies. (i almost forgot the word "cookies"...that would not have sounded right AT ALL)...im particularly partial to thin mints (my all time fave since the day i was coerced into buying a box. ive never looked back since).

o my gah great. now i have an insatiable craving, nay, DESIRE for thin mints!!!! need. some. nowwwwwwww. a;kndfmanvdafg;nakfngl;kfv

curses, bec, curses.

i dont wake up in the morning feeling like p diddy

How my mornings go:

4:58AM: my body wakes up on its own. i dont know why. it's rather annoying because my alarm is set for 5 AM. and im always abruptly awoken from a good dream. 2 minutes makes a big difference when youre dreaming. so in vain attempts to continue my dreams i always try to go back to sleep. only to have a heart attack 2 minutes later when my alarm actually goes off.

which brings me to 5 AM: im always so tangled up in my blankets that i almost always trip and fall as i jump out of bed to turn off my alarm clock, which is located across the room. (i used to use two alarms but the one on my bedside table is broken...i smashed the snooze button in one morning...it beeps no more.)

5:01 AM: i blunder into the bathroom to pee. i usually have another mini heart attack on mornings when i forget that i have hung my dress pants to dry in the shower. i see the flash of black and think surely this is the morning i die from some hooded demon lurking in my shower.

5:05 AM: i play a song that i have picked the night before to get me in the mood to hit the gym while i brush my teefs. as the song progresses i become more awake. and more aware of just how much i look like crap as my reflection becomes more focused in the mirror to my groggy eyes.

5:10 AM: i forage for food since i am perpetually in a state of hunger. it's usually some toast or bagel thin with peanut butter. or an oatmeal square bar to go. i then proceed to down a glass, pint, gallon, or vat of water.

by 5:30AM i am knocking on Katie's door (on mornings when she is joining my 2 a days) and texting taylor to wake them up. i get to watch her stumble out of bed as lilly comes to greet me hello. then when she's dressed and ready, we're off to the gym, yelling profanities at the cold and blaring some lil wayne.

mid workout i find myself cursing the decision to come to the gym just to feel like i am dying. before the sun even comes out i am fighting for my life, aka willing myself to ignore the burn in my muscles. but then when i finish my cool down, i am 1. hungry and 2. incandescently happy that i dragged my ass to the gym.

after the gym i come home to shower and dress myself all in black. because that is the way of the einsteins baristas.

i get to campus roughly 30 minutes before my shift starts to eat breakfast (usually comprised of oatmeal, tea, a banana, an orange, trailmix, and on some days an egg wrap) and read the news.

i then clock in. and about 30 minutes into my shift, i have to pee. and so starts my day!