My diary literally cannot keep up with my life at the moment.
I've never been in such a state of almost constant happiness and contentedness as I am right now!

There are ups and downs. Sometimes I feel a bit lameface. But most of the time this whole crazy adventure is just keeping me so excited!!! Even the littlest things are keeping me bouncing off walls!

So yes. In sum. I'm busy. I'm happy. I'm full of hope. The end!! :)

One resolution down! Feeling pretty fantastic this morning.

How quickly things turn upside down... it is very exciting. But a little scary. And sometimes a little bit sad. But mostly exciting.

Oh life and your endless possibilities!

I am a BALL OF RAGE right now!

Why I Am Fairly Certain I Can Time Travel

I tend to think a lot of very weird things. Lately all the Facebook groups have made me feel a little calmer because apparently the whole world thinks the same things... But anyway, my latest thing is I'm pretty sure I can time travel. Only in the mornings, between about 5:30 and 7:15, but it totally happens. Basically, I wake up, and it's normally 5:38am. I get ready, get dressed, throw my gym bag together and when I get in the car, it's only 5:43am, even though it took me far longer than five minutes to get ready. I arrive at the gym around 5:50am, walk in, but suddenly it's 6:00am and I start to panic because I only have one hour. Anyway, I'll be working out and have done 20 minutes on the treadmill and it will be only 6:15am. Then I do twenty minutes on the bike and it's 6:40am. I do my weights etc. outside, and it'll be 6:45am when I finish, even though they took me at LEAST fifteen minutes. Then I get in the car and it's 7:00 and I have to speed home to get ready for work on time.

Basically, I'm amazing. I have superior skills.

I know there is a logical explanation for this, but DON'T TELL ME, I prefer to think I can time travel.

Happy Valentine's Day

So despite what you're meant to say about Valentine's Day, I actually kind of like the idea. I know it is over-commercialised and American and lame and you should show love any day of the year blah-blah-blah but can anyone tell me honestly that if their significant other didn't do anything AT ALL on Valentine's Day, you wouldn't feel at all bothered by it? I agree it is all over-commercialised, American, lame and you should show love more often than once a year - but then we should also show we love our parents more often than one day a year. I think it's good to do at least something small; recognise the day exists, recognise you like/love/whatever each other; use it as another day and another opportunity in amongst many to show how you feel. Just because the day exists doesn't mean you should ignore it over some moral high ground. It doesn't need to be a massive day.

Anyway, after a simultaneously really lovely and absolutely terrible start to today, I was sitting around feeling fat and sorry for myself as occasionally happens. I saw on Facebook someone had posted a link to a song I posted a while back here. I still love it. And they had dedicated it to all the single people on Happy Feeling Like Crap Because No one Cares About You Day. So, I'm dedicating it to those of you who, like me, are not in a relationship and feeling a little lonely (as if you don't feel a little lonely on Valentine's Day - I'm admitting it to the strange and unknown world of the internet, at least admit it to yourself). It's happy and bright. It'll give you hope.

Hope you've all eaten a bit of chocolate, whether it was of the Valentine's gift type, or the I-hate-being-lonely type. Both make you feel a little better.

Meat v salad

You know what really makes me angry? Well, there are a lot of things. And I tend to use the word 'angry' inappropriately and out of context. However, this really does make me angry. There are a lot of delicious foods in the world. Like, a LOT of delicious foods. For example, meat. Meat is about the greatest thing in the world. Men especially are allowed to LOVE meat. They can just eat a whole plate of meat and it's fine. In fact, it's better than fine because they are demonstrating their manliness. But because I'm a girl, I'm supposed to like salad. And not just any salad, but pretentious salad, with weird things that shouldn't even be in salad. Like watermelon and lettuce with cheese. Or have really lame dressing that's like, oil but with flecks of some random herb grown in one square metre of a place in Africa that only grows every two years, and is an acquired yet definitiely sophisticated taste. What the heck. So I hate going out to dinner and seeing awesome meals like extra massive rare beef with a side of meat, and feeling like I should order a lite stir-fry with chicken, because chicken is a woman's meat. And stirfry has more vegetables than meat anyway. And then requesting rice noodles because they're the healthy option. RARGH.

Wow I'm getting really worked up on this one.

Catchphrases

In my personal quest to become the most ridiculous and embarrassing person on the planet earth, I have begun having mental catchphrases to get me through certain situations. I have some for when I'm craving really bad food, I have some for when I'm working myself into a panic over something I have no control over (I have about fifty for these scenarios because it basically happens every minute of everyday for me), I have some for when I'm feeling particularly unmotivated about certain activities such as the gym or filing and I have some for when I'm feeling really happy and awesome and on top of things so I can hold onto that feeling as long as possible. As lame as it is, I also think it's really awesome. I would highly recommend it. I'm not going to share my mental catchphrases because they are so embarrassing I'd die if anyone knew them. But if you struggle with something, catchphrases are freaking awesome with keeping you focussed.

By the way, fun fact: a cup of tea has 16 calories. A flat white/latte can have around 124 calories. How crazy is that???

Sometimes you build things up a little bit too much in your mind. Pretty much guaranteed to be a let down.

Why I Love Reality TV:

> SOB STORIES: I LOVE AUDITIONS WITH SOB STORIES!!!!! They are SO FANTASTIC!!!! Jordan & I have cooked up some sob stories for if we ever find the occasion to audition for a reality show. My personal favourite was from last season's SYTYCD: the girl was dyslexic and couldn't tell her right from her left. Oh please. As if that'll let you through.

> EVERYONE CRIES. It's very cathartic. Even though I'm not crying, I feel like I have.

> THERE'S ALL THIS SUCCESS!!!! People lose weight! People dance awesome! People hear really cool stuff!

> CRITICIZING HOSTS! Natalie Bassingthwaite, wow you're annoying. And Hayley, your'e just as crap as AJ, without being as awesome as her. I love letting out all my inner rage at them. it's so satisfying.

> Idiots who audition. Your parents lied to you. Seriously. You're really bad.

> All the things you learn.

> When you get to know the people who get to the end of the show - the top ten really, cos you know all their names and feel like they're your friends.

> Oh they're all so dramatic!!! I love it!!!

> The slang and the lingo! Things like chore and weigh-ins, and 'going to Sydney', and last-chance training. Love it. Love it love it love it.