From Fat to Fit

'Ello there! I was just going over my previous posts from earlier in the year, and decided that I may have been sounding a little bit too cold and somber.. I don't mean to be that way, but I guess this is just where I dump all my darkness huh? *Said darkness grumbles deep within me* muahaha Anyways, I want to put something out there.. I've embarked on a new journey this month.. to lose weight. I've decided to get myself in really good shape and want to eat healthier. So I tried this new app on my iphone (age of technology bla bla bla, it helps ok?) and it tracks my calorie intake and gives me more as I enter exercise . Oh that too! I've been out running everyday:) I'm actually really excited and motivated, CONSIDERING I'VE LOST TWO POUNDS IN FIVE DAYS. hahaha, so I'm a tad more excited than I'd let on? Sue me. But yeah, I'm straying from the topic.. Fitness! It feels so good to eat so well and care for my body the way I have been. I also like to go on tumblr often and look for fitness blogs, fitspo, before and afters ( AH-MAY-ZING) and anything of the sort.. It's crazy what anyone can do when they put their mind to it! So yeah, I kinda wanted to make this short and sweet (but low in calories!).. ok, I'm done, I promise. Well imaginary readers, thank you for always listening.. much love xxx -M

Heartless

Can I just say something? *chuckles contently because there is no one to refuse her* Ever since I can remember I've heard "Love Hurts"..from my mother, television, poorly written love songs, cheesy romantic comedies and just about everywhere I turn. But, I hadn't realized that, at least in my case, love is so damn confusing that it doesn't even have the time to hurt you.. I mean sure, a few scrapes and scuffs here and there, but nothing major. Then again, I'm almost positive that due to my age, I just may not have been awoken by the pain that everyone blames on one's own personal choices in their love life and simply cannot fully relate. But besides that, (and I'm going to sound like SUCH a teenager here, so bare with me) I want to know who the hell decided that to have a friend who is perfectly compatible with you, attractive to you, and who's personality fits perfectly with your own (because, that's a best friend for ya!) AND is also of the opposite sex was a good idea! WHO?! That is just too hard. I mean, come on.. this myth has got me in such a predicament. I mean , here I am torn between the attraction between us and the almost brother/sister relationship we have; gross right? And I still can't seem to find anyone that comes close to being nearly as perfect for myself as my best friend. Yeah, it sucks.. but I won't be thrown into these stereotypes.. no friendzone for me. I refuse to let this hurt me any further.. I just can't afford to lose a friend over something as stupid as my heart. Because that is seriously what that little pump in the left crevice of our chest is; stupid. And that stupid little thing, ladies and gents, just might be my undoing. And I'm scared. Just call me Ms. Heartless from now on, oh imaginary friends:) It'll be easier that way! Anyways.. much love xxx -M

Human

So today I was wondering.. why is it that people let others rule their own lives?  Now, I know this sounds like a total rant, but since no one is really around to read it, I'll write it anyways. But seriously, I can't remember one single person that hasn't showed that they need the approval of someone else, be it family member, friend or peers, to live the way they do. Why though? Your life and your choices will lead to YOUR fate right? and your destiny.. bla bla bla, ( I know, I sound like a bad sci-fi movie) So, if these people whom we so desperately seek attention from are irrelevant to our life's path, then why the hell should we care if they like our hairstyle, or boyfriend, or smoking habit, or anything we do! Why should we let them influence us the way they do? I really have no idea, but as I sit in front of this computer and contemplate this, I can't help but realize that maybe the sudden urge to write this post and ask these questions (to no one) may be a result of my sudden epiphany. I am SUCH a hypocrite. I go around telling people that they should live the way THEY want to and to do what THEY want to do, but I still ask myself stupid questions like: Will they like it? Will he think I'm stupid? What would my friends say? Yes, it is true. I care what people think, what people say.. but I can't help it, I'm human. Which is just about the most confusing thing their is in this world. And I won't promise to stop, because I can't. Much love xxx -M

Got to start somewhere

Hello! And welcome to my humble blog.. Now, while my "theme" and/or "purpose" aren't clear, even to me, I'd like for this to be a space where self-expression reigns and my inner workings can be free. As for the title, well, I've always liked to think that I wasn't born at the right point in time. Then again, I might be completely wrong and be a total '90s baby.. That's what I want to figure out.. who I am and why my crazy, artistic imagination and mind work the way they do. Thank you for visiting:) ..and let the adventure begin. Much love xxx -M