instant noodles.
Sunday, December 13, 2009/2:38 PM
I am currently eating my fifth packet of curry-flavoured Maggie Mee this week. Wait.. No it's not the fifth packet. It's the.. oh my goodness. I've eaten nine packets of maggie mee in a week. I am going to die seriously. This is bad for my health. Oh well. At least the first five packets had the healthier choice label on it. I don't know why though. That is the most ironic thing in the world.
The downside is I think I'm gaining weight. My aunt came up to me yesterday, by the way my aunt is seventeen too, and told me I was fat. Astonished, I clutched my belly and lo and behold, I felt fatter. I didn't see much of a difference in the mirror, but darn did I feel those seven maggie mee packets all of a sudden. Freaking hell I have to go to the gym later. GO TO THE GYM NAMIRA.
Ugh, my noodles don't even taste nice anymore. Sheesh.
I went to the gym on thursday for an evening workout just to see whether I would faint after three minutes of exercising. Surprisingly, this was the most benefitial trip to the gym I have ever taken. When I first stepped in, there were like a dozen men on testosterone overload doing mega sit ups and lifting weights. Immediately I felt deflated. How could I compete? I am just a seventeen year old who hates any form of physical activity, other than dance, and snacks on instant noodles and coca cola for a living.
I hate the gym.
I spent a really long time stretching because I wanted to postpone the humiliation for as long as possible. And thanks to dance, I was the best stretcher (not the ambulance stretcher) in the gym. All those men were just doing shoulder stretches. More imaginative ones were doing lunges. I was doing body twists and splits. HEEHEE. I had established my presense and reputation in the gym.
After stretching every limb in my body, I braved to attempt the bicycle thingys. Okay I don't know the name of the gym equipment kay so sue me. I pressed quick start and DAMN IT WAS REALLY FUN. It was just like cycling but you weren't going anywhere. You just cycled and cycled until the time is up which I did! I AM SO PROUD OF MYSELF. I wish I could stay on the cycling things forever but I couldn't. People don't go to the gym to cycle only.
I hated treadmills. I still do. So I avoided that. There is this one machine which is sort of like cycling. I mean you move your feet in a circle but you're standing up and your hands are holding these two poles that move at a proportional speed as your feet are. Okay I don't know the name alright? Gym speak is beyond me.
So yeah I tried that and again, I impressed myself. I did it for forty whole minutes! AND WITHOUT MUSIC OOH OOH I FORGOT TO MENTION THE MOST IMPORTANT PART. If you are my best friend or just know me, you would know that music is my life and I go nowhere without it. It's just this whole issue with being able to choose what my ears sense that makes me feel safe and comfortable with my surroundings.
But due to unforseen predicaments,(my earphones disappeared again. I had to buy new ones again.) I had to do without music. Until the last ten minutes when my sister came up to me offering me her psp which I so gratefully took from her. I SPAMMED SUPER JUNIOR MUSIC IMMEDIATELY, and adrenaline began pumping through my veins. I swear I felt like an adrenaline junkie. I went so fast it was amazing. Then my friend who I used to see all the time at the club but didn't recently because of stupid promos which banned me any visit to the sports club came up to say hi.
When I saw her I screamed 'OH MY GOD NISHA I SPENT A WHOLE HOUR IN THE GYM AND I DIDN'T DIE.' She was baffled and didn't say anything for ten seconds. I swear some of the incredible hulks in the background was clapping.
I like the gym now. I can't wait to go later. WOO.
The downside is I think I'm gaining weight. My aunt came up to me yesterday, by the way my aunt is seventeen too, and told me I was fat. Astonished, I clutched my belly and lo and behold, I felt fatter. I didn't see much of a difference in the mirror, but darn did I feel those seven maggie mee packets all of a sudden. Freaking hell I have to go to the gym later. GO TO THE GYM NAMIRA.
Ugh, my noodles don't even taste nice anymore. Sheesh.
I went to the gym on thursday for an evening workout just to see whether I would faint after three minutes of exercising. Surprisingly, this was the most benefitial trip to the gym I have ever taken. When I first stepped in, there were like a dozen men on testosterone overload doing mega sit ups and lifting weights. Immediately I felt deflated. How could I compete? I am just a seventeen year old who hates any form of physical activity, other than dance, and snacks on instant noodles and coca cola for a living.
I hate the gym.
I spent a really long time stretching because I wanted to postpone the humiliation for as long as possible. And thanks to dance, I was the best stretcher (not the ambulance stretcher) in the gym. All those men were just doing shoulder stretches. More imaginative ones were doing lunges. I was doing body twists and splits. HEEHEE. I had established my presense and reputation in the gym.
After stretching every limb in my body, I braved to attempt the bicycle thingys. Okay I don't know the name of the gym equipment kay so sue me. I pressed quick start and DAMN IT WAS REALLY FUN. It was just like cycling but you weren't going anywhere. You just cycled and cycled until the time is up which I did! I AM SO PROUD OF MYSELF. I wish I could stay on the cycling things forever but I couldn't. People don't go to the gym to cycle only.
I hated treadmills. I still do. So I avoided that. There is this one machine which is sort of like cycling. I mean you move your feet in a circle but you're standing up and your hands are holding these two poles that move at a proportional speed as your feet are. Okay I don't know the name alright? Gym speak is beyond me.
So yeah I tried that and again, I impressed myself. I did it for forty whole minutes! AND WITHOUT MUSIC OOH OOH I FORGOT TO MENTION THE MOST IMPORTANT PART. If you are my best friend or just know me, you would know that music is my life and I go nowhere without it. It's just this whole issue with being able to choose what my ears sense that makes me feel safe and comfortable with my surroundings.
But due to unforseen predicaments,(my earphones disappeared again. I had to buy new ones again.) I had to do without music. Until the last ten minutes when my sister came up to me offering me her psp which I so gratefully took from her. I SPAMMED SUPER JUNIOR MUSIC IMMEDIATELY, and adrenaline began pumping through my veins. I swear I felt like an adrenaline junkie. I went so fast it was amazing. Then my friend who I used to see all the time at the club but didn't recently because of stupid promos which banned me any visit to the sports club came up to say hi.
When I saw her I screamed 'OH MY GOD NISHA I SPENT A WHOLE HOUR IN THE GYM AND I DIDN'T DIE.' She was baffled and didn't say anything for ten seconds. I swear some of the incredible hulks in the background was clapping.
I like the gym now. I can't wait to go later. WOO.
self-proclamation.
My life is not a fascination worth the scrutiny of those who watch over me. Yet, I live amongst thin air and sparkling personalities.
I am an avid fan of the KoreanPop scene. So bring me to the number thirteen.
read my lips.
they're watching.
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