TripAdvisor is so fun to read until you're reading about the hotel you're thinking about staying at. Even a name-brand hotel, Days Inn, was still terrible and according to the reviews: This shit pit is one step below a homeless shelter! It would have been more comfortable spending the night in jail!
My F***** exams went downhill. Now I have to work twice as hard so I don't have to repeat my semester. Happy days
I inspired myself. Someone wanted to increase their pushup reps by doing...more push ups. Everyone else is of the same opinions (do an extra set, do it through out the day). I gave the oposite advice "just do 5 reps at a time, add some extra weight, and you can do more without weight!". My sensible advice got ignored lol. Then it dawned on me, I could use my own advice! I've been doing push up with a 10 kg weighted vest and I dreaded doing 10 reps with it! Then I realized I could put on a backpack, add 3-4 kg more, go back to my 5x5 routine. The same principle can also apply to my bicep curls. There a 12 kg kettlebell lying around and I can't lift it up with one arm without support, with 2 arms yes but then the weight becomes too light. All I have to do is move the sandbags from the vest to the bell and continue do the two arm curls until the total weight hit 22. With my beginner gain it should take me 4-5 workout sessions to achieve what I have been struggle for months!! Can't believe this brilliancy take this long. There's always a more efficient way to do things ^_^
Thanks ^^ I guess a lot of people do :bang: Well, at least I know what I'm going to do with all of my free time next semester
I don't know, if my pet snake was just hungry and thought that my hand was food, or she just wanted to taste human blood :lol:
I'm tired but I hate sleeping in public. Also, I don't know if I'm getting sick or if it's just because it's tech week.
So I might of accidently came out to someone. I was showing a friend my "Hitler in Space" drawing, and another friend took my sketchbook away from me and he started to look through it. Then another girl came and she took it from him and started looking through it and she got to a page that I had written "I am transgender" in big letters. (I was trying to make the letters look nice.) I started telling her not to read that (I might have been yelling, I'm not sure.), and she said OK and flipped to another page. But I'm not sure. She probably read it, it only takes a second to read. She was looking at me weird for a few hours after that. Seriously, I can't stop worrying about this. I'm not ready to be out at school!
Jesus fucking Christ. My prospective housemate, who annoyingly is my best friend, gave me the option of paying unfair rent (equal rent for unequal living space and bathrooms) or not moving in, and if I didn't like unfair rent and resented it, shouldn't move in anyway. And then when I decided that was so unfair I wouldn't accept without compromise, which she refused to discuss, proceeded to throw a tantrum that it was late notice and that I shouldn't have turned it down.
I'm really sad that my favourite jeans don't fit me anymore. I loved them so much. Now I have to decide whether I'm giving them away or keep them in my closet hoping they will fit me again in the near future