||[Feb. 1st, 2007|01:41 pm]
Today's been pretty boring. Its my day off, so i woke up at 10, ate breakfast (malted wheats, which are like a more healthy version of crispex, you know the little lattice things) and then i had a shower in my little shower box. Little being the operative word, if i want to shave my legs, i have to be able to touch my toes without bending my legs, there is no space, i cant put my leg up on the wall, and i cant sit down. AGH, luckily, its winter, so i havent had to deal with that yet.
Then i went down to ashford and took out 190 pounds, which was all i had in my bank account. I borrowed some books on europe, as well as some trashy reading books. And went back. I didnt buy anything from the jolly baker, which is SO hard. You walk past the shop, and all these yummy baking smells come wafting out. But i cant afford it. Im trying to save up for my trip to paris in just over a week. It triccckky. Its going to be an awesome 5 nights tho, im well excited. We're going to be in paris for valentines day, not that i have a valentine. But i wonder if the city of love does anything special to celebrate? It remains to be seen. What i do know, is that im going to be living on bread, and other cheap things. COZ I HAVE NO MONEY. well, i do, but i dont want to spend it. I do get a 250 pounds for this holiday in pay, so thats good, but, yeah. translate that into euros, and thats like...500 quid. Ok, i should be fine. But im still freaking out, paris is a very expensive place by all accounts.
I keep having creepy dreams, like last night i dreamed i was fighting with my brother, like we used to do, screaming at each other, and kicking and wrestling each other. And the night before i dreamed i was going to mars for a year, and we were at the airport, and i had to say goodbye to my mum, and i woke up crying. I think that i am subconsiously homesick. I dont feel that homesick during the day, but when i sleep i think my subconsious is sad. Which is making me sad during the day. DAMN YOU SUBCONSIOUS MIND.
I want to go to the gym, but i dont think i will, i might go on the weekend intead. I dont have the cash at the moment, its pay day tomorrow. I really have to start saving some money, all i do is live by week to week on the cash, and i dont save any of it. I should put like.. 20 pounds away, and spend the rest. Thats the theory anyway.
I wanted to go to glastonbury (ssssspppeeellinnnggg) the music festival this year. that is so not going to happen, it costs 150 pounds! just for the ticket, thats about $400!! for a festival! I DONT THINK SO. plus i'd need transport, food, and a mate to go with. So yeah, no festival for me.
Im going to go eat some more chocolate, i had a really healthy lunch, jacket potato, celery, lettuce, capsicum. And now my body is craving sugar. Then, i might go for a jog or something... no i wont thats too much effort, and people will stare at me. I might go and do push-ups in my room. I have one of those big exercise balls in my room from a previous gap, and some weighted balls. I dont know what to do with them, but maybe i'll devise an exercise routine with them.