Dizzy Lizzy

21 October 2011 (Friday at 22:40)

Name change… The (mis)adventures of Blubber Girl

This week was hectic and flew by without my permission. On Monday and Tuesday I was off work from sickness. My doctor and the pharmacist were convinced that I was pregnant and it took some convincing that there is no chance on earth, in heaven and hell that I could be pregnant and so the doctor eventually concluded that I had gastro(sometechnicaltermthatismissinheretoendoffgastro).

I was so dizzy for about 4 days. It was the weirdest feeling ever. I will admit that I have been eating a lot of turd in the last two weeks all in the name of MY BIRTHDAY (10/10). On my birthday I had about 3 glasses of champagne and a glass of wine and a whole load of food (might I add that it was 100% unhealthy. Main ingredients included cholesterol, heart attack, constipation and death) – preceding and subsequent to the celebratory events that partook. I believe I had the best time of my life on my birthday. First a few of my closest friends and I went to watch the sun set. One of my most favourite past times is to find a quiet spot and watch the sun set and look at all the different colours a sunset has. Then we proceeded to go to the beach for a midnight swim much to the dismay of a few friends because it “was not safe” wah wah blah blah. It turned out to be the most magical time of my life because when we got there, the moon shone so bright the entire beach area was completely lit. There was also a couple that was chilling at the beach with a BONFIRE!!! One of my most ultimate dreams was to have a beach party with bonfire. Later on they started fire dancing and it was awesome. A moment in my history where I knew unequivocally that we don’t need material things to make us happy. I had beach, sunset, firedancing, bonfire and most of all my awesome friends (albeit some were missing) who made me feel so lovedJ. I still marvel.

Back to this week…

After I took a forced sabbatical from gym I went back full force today. It was AWESOME! I started off with a little walk for about 40 minutes this morning and it also did wonders for me. Moments where I get to spend longish periods of time outside are few and far between because life is just so darned busy. I wake up, get ready for work, get into the car, drive to work, from work into car and into gym, from gym into car go home. Hardly time to spend outside breathing fresh air. So at 5am (I was woken up my car alarm going off – so you can imagine the adrenaline of expecting someone trying to steal your car and gearing yourself up to MOER* the hell out of someone for a) disturbing my sleep and b) most importantly trying to steal my car. AND it turned out that the alarm went off just because it can. I still believe it was God waking me up.) I got out of bed and went for a walk. Breathed in fresh air and enjoyed watching the sun rise [I am a black hippie/tree hugger – I know, it is weird , don’t judge just love] and ran a little. Yes, I ran a little! So shocked! I RAN!!!

I was in such a good mood at work. After work, I went to the gym and as mentioned previously it. was. AWESOME! I’m sore all over but I’m enjoying the pain.

Tomorrow I am going to attempt a 5km walk. Gonna try to do it under 50 mins which means for every 10 minutes I must walk a kilometer. That’s funny. Sometimes I have faaar too much faith in myself.

Have a good weekend all!

*MOER means beating the turd out of someone.

Um... (from Umbridge)

14 October 2011

Name change… The token fat black girl.

Hello Cyber World!

It’s been an age! Welcome back to me. I must apologise for being away for so long. It has been such a rough few months. So much has happened yet so little has changed. Do you ever get moments like those where your world feels like it was turned inside out and upside down but you feel like the events that took place are not worth mentioning? Well, that’s my story.

Brief summary of my life thus far…

I went through such a crazy stage this year of most of my evening classes at varsity were cancelled and had to get to varsity during the day which meant that I would have to take time off during working hours to go to varsity. THAT WAS A CHALLENGE IF THERE EVER WAS! Needless to say, last semester my marks were not awesome. I was THAT average student i.e. I would be excited if I got 50% for a test… ugh!

My mother got ill, very ill. She has always been ill with arthritis and stuff but over the last three and half months she got progressively worse and the last month was to become one of the most challenging time of my existence. She was so ill with goodness only knows what. She had to be carried to the loo, she only slept. She was too weak to do anything. She could not eat or drink. If she did she would pass it either by involuntary purging or a more conventional way – which for manner’s sake I shall not blatantly mention – but more brutal. She got to a stage of passing blood. She stopped breathing twice and so on and so forth. Eventually she was admitted to the hospital where they have been able to treat her somewhat. She is better now and we are back to fighting over everything which is a good sign!!

As a result of my mother’s sickness, I decided to take a break from my studies this semester. I was not crushed as I knew that this was something that I needed to do for my sanity, my family and work. I am happy to announce that I am getting that feeling back of wanting to study again. When I decided to quit, it wasn’t fun to study anymore. It had become something that was a chore and felt like I was doing something bad as I felt bad for taking time off work to go to class and I was not spending as much time at home, gym and my spiritual life had taken a knock. It was a well deserved break. The only challenge is that next year I will be studying via correspondence and that will take a lot of discipline. I really will need as much support around me to carry on as studying via correspondence works hand in hand with procrastination and I believe that I have a PhD in procrastinating. Take for example this blog…

Brief summary to continue next time!

Peace, love and sore Achilles!

p.s. Joke of the day… apparently Chuck Norris had phone sex and it took two days for Blackberry to recover!!!! J