glucose is bad for me

I been meaning to write for few days now but I am unable since I have acrylics on my nails and I find it awkward and dificult. They are far more longer than I’m used to, even with the tip of my fingers is a slow process and it bothers me.

I could do nail clippers on them but then I’m not sure how it will affect them or if i’d do a good job. pretty sure that i’d mess them up. i already gave up on trying to have good grammar.

I just want to be able to type and vent without have my nails in the way, and they do look pretty. i love them. but i also love it when i’m able to type to my hearts content. i know that i complain a lot but i guess i made this post just to do that specifically. sure, i had anothe concept in mind but my mind wonders everywhere and i find it hard to just stick to just one single thing. if i could i would talk about anything, everything and anyone. like the boy i find myself saying secrectly that he’s my boyfriend but i told him we weren’t doing labels until we met. yep, is a long distance thin and is a long story.

the fact that we been talking for years and even knew how he looked like makes me want to back and ask myself why didn’t i notice him. he did, right away i think but never told me a thing. i guess i was intested in someone else and we were basically friendly back then and not actually friends. he initiated the wooing and the hints and i cave in to let it happen and see were it takes us. or me. becuase i have this defense mechanism that makes me pull away from guys when something bigs is happening or bound to happen.

see what I mean about sticking to one thing. I’m unable to.

the thing is we are finally meeting or trying to. for me traveling is easier and I decided to go to him, not staying at his place cause….of reasons i have and have clearly stated several times. this is just to meet and see if the attraction is real. later we will see. for now is just hopes and dreams. i think he likes me more and to me is just habit. he is my type sans the vin diesel voice.

I guess this could be my journal now, uh?

if it is then I should talk about my weight issues and my new gym and healthy living, i swear i am trying to but is not easy when you are used to eat whatever you want. two days ago i almost cave in and had a twinkie. and today it was fried chicken. my advantage to all this is that i don’t do candies just bake stuff and i’m lazy, so it means i won’t drive myself to any store that has cakes, it’s been weeks since i’ve been at the supermarket or any stores. i did cheat today with a slice of cake that was inside the fridge, at the moment when i was gulfing it down like it was the last piece of cake in the world i felt great but afterwards not so much. my cravings are afected by my mestrual cycle a lot and we are on those days when it’s coming so sweets is the main thing on my head.

I also want to mix it with salty stuff but that’s a habit, like balancing the sugar and the sodium inside me. which is bad for me, the sugar, my head tends to want to explode whenener my intake is higher than what i’m used to or allow myself. one lolipo is fine, two; letal. so i try to moderated that and soda or carboanted drinks which have so much sugar in them. i’m also weak and i’m not going to sit here and type the ideal person that goes into a losing weight regimen and say that i haven’t eaten any sweets. i do, there’s this bag of reeses inside the fridge that proves it, the cake i already wrote about, the ice cream cake that also we had in the fridge and the three or four glasses of lemon juice, but those were because i have the flu and i am trying to get rid of it before it makes me weak and stupid.

dates relevant to this post:

  • the last time inside a supermarket may 16
  • last slice of cake today; jun 13
  • when i decided to finally start losing weight; jun 1

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It’s a Match, Now What?

I use Tinder and I’m not ashamed of it.

I have walls you see, high walls made up cement and barbed wire and I am aware that everyone does too but is not easy to just launch yourself on a dating app.  You have to be confident that whoever sees you will swipe right or least consider it for a second or two, thus the picture you use has to be somewhat a clear image and look sincere.

man and woman holding heart boards
some things are meant to never work, like my love life

There are a few things that would make me swipe right;

  • a smile
  • a dog
  • a handsome beared face

I do not think looks are everything but I do think that I have to feel atracted to what my eyes are looking at. Being fat or dark colored aren’t a deal breaker but having children might be. I’m no opposed of you having a life before meeting me but what can assure me that I won’t come second, because I won’t when it comes to children, or that I won’t feel jealousy o selfishness. I am human, I’m aware that human beings are terrible and sometimes we tend to think everything should be just the way we want them so that is a valid reason, for me, to me.

I almost. almost forgot all about that. I convinced myself to give a chance to a dude that sounded real over the phone. That appeared to have a decent job and a future. That might be a good man to me so I agreed. I a greed to meet, to go out.

His eagerness towards meeting was too much but even so I agreed.

Life has its way to change your mind about things, even asking for advice won’t make you feel a 100% sure about your decision, in my case to go out on a date. I was going to Uber, I kinda hate driving but since I was supposed to go to class before the meeting took place so that meant I’d have to Uber to school, from school to the place we were meeting and then back home. So three Ubers in one night. That’s a lot of unnecessary money being spent when I have a good functioning car capable of taking me to places. Plus valet parking so after a lot of consideration I decided the car was a better choice. So life or something else told me take my car.

He never offered to pick me up. I think I even asked him that and he replied he was going to Uber too. By that moment I was already in class going over the menu of the place and figuring out the route that would take me. Yes, I’m a planner. I tend to go over things before doing them.

About thirty minutes or less before class was done he texts me that he can’t make it because his daughter was suddenly brought to his place. Yes, the man that had been insisting for two weeks we should meet suddenly announced at 8 pm that he couldn’t make it and was sorry about it. Not only it had been planned days ahead but he almost begged that he needed to meet me.

 

I wasn’t pissed. It bothered me really, and then it went away. When you expect nothing is hard to feel anything at all.

He said he was sorry I said;

ok,

and then the next day it was like nothing from him until around 11 am and I didn’t feel the need to reply. Like for what?


There's something that sometimes bothers me about people who judge those who go by looks instead of, well not good looking. The whole service is to match people that have said "Oh, I find you interesting," is like windows shopping and if you like someone hot and he likes you back then how is not giving the opportunity to an ugly or not so good looking guy/man. 

I'm sorry to say it but sometimes the pretty ones have far more confidence on being straightforward to what they want or how much they like you or will try so I would rather know right away what im getting into.