Whose Who Of Who

I'm back, yip, although in my absence from the on-line world nothing much has really happened expect that now its only 3 months and a bit till i start med school and return to sanity!!

I gave up on the whole gym thingy, it proved too expensive for my taste although i still believe that no one should have a premature death due to excess laziness. Hence, i've invested in a few pieces of Tesco Value fitness equipment, I'm still a good boy see! Although with nothing challenging to stimulate my mind besides understanding the work gossip, whose sleeping with who, whose having whose baby, whose the father, not to mention who said what about me behind my back and remembering to be extra spiteful to them next time i meet them. I honestly believe work is a real bad influence! For example, i now watch Eastenders, Corrie and worse Emmerdale!! And I'm acting like everyone else at work, talking about them as though they're actually 'REALLY' happening, and not just some crap an TV! My usually calm tone has slowly turned into a harsh bark and my patience has dwindled into nothingness! The only thing which hasn't changed is the amount of chocolate i eat, but i never expected that to change much anyway!

I'm turning into a monster, I just hope i return to my usual self once i start university again, otherwise I'll be scaring away my first patient even before i meet them, just through my reputation!

Crippled

I'd like to say that Barbara broke or Cindy wouldn't work and hence the reason why i haven't blogged lately, but i ain't named my PC yet and the way its going i probably won't get a chance, before it dies and goes to PC heaven, although it deserves to go to PC hell for being such a bitch lately! Hijacked my bro PC for the mo, although i hate using it since his room is such a mess, i practically feel dirty breathing the air in it. Therefore I'm gonna keep this nice and short...
just pray my PC comes back to life very soon, i feel as though iv lost a limb, crippled with no walking stick and no chance of making it back to the care home without my hip giving out... if only i had a zimmer-frame, at least i think thats what you call them.

Extortion

Well i finally joined the gym, my induction is tomorrow. I'm paying a bleeding £20 for it, god, talk about major rip off. And then a months membership is £35!! Although I'm no longer a student... hello.. I'm still poor!!! Also getting my hair cut tomorrow. Tried ringing yesterday, but it appeared to be closed. So when i rang up today i asked her why they where shut on a Monday. She said because it was bank holiday.... I'm pretty sure bank holiday is on the 7th right?? Anyway, lets hope she cuts my hair right. One of these days I'm gonna have to go to a 'barbers', and not my usual girly-whirly, 'would you like a massage with that sir?', places, but sometimes change is not good.

Junk Food & Six Packs

I find that when i have nothing better to do i tend to eat. Whats really aggravating is opening the fridge door to find that there's literally nothing that is edible or within it best-before date. Of course if I've got nothing better to do, you'd think id go shopping, but no, i don't think this way. Also, after leaving uni, I've really stopped cooking... well i never really started cooking when i was at uni, but that doesn't matter now. What matters is that I'm eating more junk food than ever before, and NO, chocolate or ice-cream is not classed as junk, and who ever says otherwise is Blasphemous!

So, to stop my 147 pounds and size 30 waist turning rapidly into 170 and 38, I've 'decided' to join the local gym. Aren't i good!? Well i will be when i actually join. Currently I'm envisioning wash-board abs with my pectoralis major muscles clearly defined and biceps/triceps well toned. Oh and don't forget the butt and legs. OK, yes all the above will never happen, but I've got to aim high! I've also 'decided' to go swimming as well. Maybe 'go' is the wrong word, i think 'learn' is better. My last swimming experience left me nearly dead, with two lungs full of chlorine tasting water... even though i could stand up on my toes in the deep end. I'm also going to invest in some goggles, not the ones you have to spit in, the other type. That way may contact lenses won't slip out of my eyes and render me blind, clever huh! When it happens I'll post a picture of my six-pack... umm don't expect it anytime this decade... but it will happen... .