Anytime I get relationship withdrawals, I just sit down in front of 5 mins of ‘Divorce Court’ and them withdrawals go right on and disappear.
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7 days ago I was 71 kg and then I did some unusual things to my body like exercise and strength train and put green things into my mouth and this morning I stood on the scales again and the numbers had changed. They were not 71. They were 68.4.
I lost 2.6KG (5.7 lbs) in 7 days.
Now I want to do two things in this post. 1. I want to tell you what I spent the last 7 days doing which resulted in me being 2.6 kg’s less fat than I was last Monday and 2. I want to take some of the things I have learned in the 8 years I have been studying nutrition and health and weight loss as a hobby, put it into Vanessa language and then write it out in a way that other regular people like me can understand and hopefully learn a thing or two so you can have your own banging body. But before we carry on, can I just make something clear:
This post is for regular human beings.
I was on Campus all day on Thursday. I had a few tutorials to attend to, and 3 hours in the laboratory where we learned, among other things, how to lay out a body and stick it in a body bag if one of our patients bites the dust. It had taken me 45 mins to find a park. I will never understand why people with Degrees and experience who know about things like building universities, will design a university where 10,000+ students will attend and then make parking for like, 100 cars. Did they not realise that nobody roller-blades anymore? That nearly 90% of Australians own a car? That you can’t park up trees, you can’t park up in the air, or in the University buildings themselves, and so it might be a good idea to set aside a plot of land bigger than my backyard to keep all these vehicles while the owners are inside the buildings trying to get an education?
Things I know after 4 days of trying to get a banging body:
- Water does not taste like wine, even with ice in it.
- Running is unpleasant.
- Tuna on a dry cruskit does not taste like a cheeseburger.
I have 5 sisters, and people always used to say we look SO much alike. I think its because we were all knees, ribs and elbows, and I suppose that if you look like one big elbow, or one giant, walking ribcage, it would be hard to tell you apart from another big elbow, or another walking ribcage, and so, as we are all knees, elbows and ribs… we do kind of look the same. At 5”9, Aliyah and I are the shortest, where as Nelly and Teraza clear 6 foot with ease.
As I child, I was told we all resembled a praying mantis. And then, when Lord of the Rings came out, it was Elves, and since Avatar came out, we are ‘Avatars’. In other words, we are all unusually tall, and unnaturally skinny.

Remember how in Day one I wrote of the little boyfriend I had when I was 6 years old. Remember how I wrote of the kissing we secretly did on his trampoline and how we would then go eat the doggy biscuits?
Well guess who just got in touch with me!
Ah, life is a funny little thing…
Its just gone 2am and I had no intention of writing this story right now, as I was in the middle of writing another story for you, you know, a funny one, a nice one, an easy read. But I am sitting here, torn. And I have to write about it, because its all I can think about.
Oh my goodness, tears already….