tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90508876870374701322024-02-20T07:15:15.853-08:00figuring things outrxrunninghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08302759202200697839noreply@blogger.comBlogger54125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050887687037470132.post-3194294350571788322011-05-13T09:46:00.000-07:002011-05-13T09:48:05.948-07:00First Stress-free RunSo I am about to go on my first stress-free run in a very long time. Hell aka 4th year is finally over and running is like the 1st thing on my to-do list for the summer...rxrunninghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08302759202200697839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050887687037470132.post-37602901941520633072010-02-25T12:15:00.000-08:002010-02-25T12:16:09.838-08:00i did something stupid last monday, then something even more stupid friday. now im stuck in this hole that i cant seem to get out. :(<br />i want to go backkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkrxrunninghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08302759202200697839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050887687037470132.post-9218882791973887592010-02-09T23:54:00.000-08:002010-02-10T00:03:44.486-08:00a few things...<br />1) snow day today, though im not excited at all. i kinda wanted class actually...why?<br />2) the guy from booty text (refer to one of my earlier entries) just asked me to be his valentine. i dont like him at all...not in a romantic way i mean. he asked me if i liked him. i told him "i still dont know who i am and what i want to do, this is not the right time for me to date a guy." translation : i dont like you. but in all seriousness im proud of how i handled it. i used to be horrendous at rejecting guys. ive made quite a few guys cry....yeah.. my friend used to called the heartbreaker freshman year in college....wow...yayyy ive gotten better at dealing with guys who confess their feelings to me. go me!!!<br />im not really excited about this valentines day dinner that we re going on (thurs, im spending the real vday with girls!!!). but what the hell? free food, anyone? =p omg...im soooooooooooo bad. how can i pass up food though???nope i cant. its sin to say no to food.<br />3) housing problems!!!!! noooooooo!!!<br />goodnightrxrunninghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08302759202200697839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050887687037470132.post-85181525050262264622010-02-06T20:48:00.000-08:002010-02-06T21:14:25.738-08:00Once I start writing on the blog I just don't stop....<br />I was just thinking, this Valentine's Day will be the first time that I don't have a valentine since middle school! Wow, Jenny, Wow. I don't know how I feel about that. I guess I have mixed feelings. I will be spending it with two of my girlfriends (who are also dateless). I guess it's good in a way because at least they will be here for me in the long run whereas guys...come and go.<br />I can actually remember who bought me stuff and what they were on each Valentine's Day in the past six years. For my own interest, I would like to blog about it so that when I am 50 I can read about it and giggle...<br />2004 (freshman year in HS) - my first boyfriend ever bought me flowers! I believe he wrote me a card too.<br />2005 (sophomore year in HS) - This guy named Ed gave me a rose. He used to walk me from my locker to the where we waited for the buses every day after school lets out. Incidentally, I saw him last week on a Rutgers bus, he got fat....but then again who didn't? lol<br />2006 (junior year in HS) - my most serious ex didn't buy me anything for V day that year. He believed in "romance without finance". Those were his exact words. I remember asking him what he wants the day before and he said that he didn't want to exchange gifts. What a party pooper. However, we did exchange notes. Notes as in we wrote each other really long messages on paper and exchanged those. It was really sweet. After we broke up I destroyed everything, so obviously I don't have his note right now. I kinda wish I still had it...Also that year I also received gifts from two other guys. Lucky me...lol<br />2007 (senior year in HS) - By that point my ex and I weren't really doing well...but I think we still got together that day...hmm..I don't really remember what happened acutally..<br />2008 (freshman year in college) - I was STILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL somewhat involved with the same ex freshman year in college. Since he went to Lehigh (still goes to Lehigh I guess), we didn't see each other that day. But we webcammed. I visited him the weekend before V day. It was awful. I had to do it behind my parents' back so I didn't have a car. I spent 10 hours on public transportation that weekend. It was really awful. It takes roughly 1 hr and 20 min to drive from New Brunswick to Bethlehem, PA, but noooooo. I had to take...<br />1) Rutgers bus to the NB train station<br />2) Train to Newark Airport<br />3) Airtrain to go to the Transbridge (bus line) terminal in Newark airport<br />4) Transbridge Bus to Bethlehem, PA<br />5) Walk from the bus station to Lehigh University<br />That was just getting there....getting back was worse because I hit traffic...<br />ANYWAY, wow....<br />2009 (sophomore year in college) - This guy who used to like me asked me to be his valentine. Being the man-hater that I was, I told him straight up that I wasn't too excited and that I wasn't going to do anything for him (I was a bitch....). He bought me flowers anyway and delivered them to my dorm.<br /><br />Well, I am not bitter about spending V day alone (with my girls!) this year. After all, I have matured a lot and have definitely found myself in the past few years. Not gonna lie, I won't be feeling my best when I see couples being lovey dovey on V day, but I will keep reminding myself that I love myself and that I am still on this never-ending journey of finding myself and that I believe I am becoming stronger every day.rxrunninghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08302759202200697839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050887687037470132.post-41416752252808077202010-02-04T22:29:00.000-08:002010-02-04T22:44:30.468-08:00Dear Rutgers,You have never failed to screw me over. Every year around this time you make me mad, you make me cry, you make me want to slap a hoe. I just don't get this. How did you manage to screw me and my friends over three years in a row??!?!?! HOW???! All I want to do is to live in Richardson with my friends so that I can 1) walk to class in 5 minutes, 2) cook for my friends and myself because I am so amazing at it, 3) enjoy my last year of being an undergraduate with my non-pharmacy friends.<br />SIGHHHHHHHHHHHH<br />You left me with no choice. Now I am seriously considering being a commuter for the next two years.<br />=`(<br />Oh well, maybe you are trying to teach me a lesson. Maybe I should see the silver lining in everything. Maybe everything happens for a reason...?<br />Nah, as much as I try to believe the theory that everything happens for a reason, I don't. I always try to get the best that I can get. I will try my very best a find someone with a good lottery number so my two friends and I can live together, well, my current roommate and I at the very least. I will try to ask as many people as I humanly and socially can. I am signing up for roommateclick.com. I will do everything within my power. I don't want to commute, even though I live only 20 minutes away.<br />If everything fails....I know I will still live.<br />Thanks for giving me wrinkles on my forehead, Rutgers, as if I don't have enough shit to deal with right now. =(<br />What does not kill me makes me stronger, right?<br />Lastly, I just want to tell you that I will never donate money to you after I graduate. You don't deserve my money.<br />-A very disgruntled studentrxrunninghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08302759202200697839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050887687037470132.post-25567852417728761732010-01-31T13:43:00.000-08:002010-02-01T20:52:20.778-08:00Booty TextSo I received a "booty text" Thursday night. WTF?<br />This guy on my floor came into my room Tuesday as I was getting ready to go to sleep. He confessed that he likes me. My reaction was like...okay...<br />Then he asked me to eat dinner with him on Thursday night, which I did. Dinner was okay. Nothing special. I am not into him at all so there wasn't firework or anything crazy like that.<br />Later that night he came into my room again...we ended up talking for 3 hrs. It was okay. We talked about really random things that I forgot already. He went back to his room at 1:30am. WAYYY past my bedtime.<br />I received a text at 2am, "So I really want to kiss you."<br />Me: "I don't know what to say to you...."<br />Him: "Come to my room."<br />Me: "....."<br />Him: " I really want to kiss you."<br />Me: " I only kiss guys who I like and know very well...so..."<br />Him:" Kissing is part of getting to know someone. I promise it'll be fun"<br />Me: "Well, I have to go to sleep. Good night."<br /><br />WTF, why would he think I would kiss him....? Wtf. I know it's just kissing but I even take that seriously. Unless I like a guy very much I wouldn't do it. In fact, I have only kissed/made out with three guys in my life. The first two guys were guys I dated in high school. The last one was well....let's just say I got very drunk the night of Rutgersfest. LOL<br />I am so mad. Ever since I ended things with my highschool "bittersweet heart",I haven't had any luck with guys that I actually wouldn't mind dating. Granted, there have been a good number of guys that went after me in the past 2 1/2 yrs, I DIDN'T/DON'T LIKE ANY OF THEM, for very good reasons. The attention I received from those guys was more annoying rather than flattering. FML.<br />=____________________________________________=<br />Sometimes I think the loneliness is really getting to me because I have been single basically since college. I really miss the feeling of having someone. I miss it so much that...I almost talked to my ex this past week. Now this is very unusual because I am always the one that stops us from talking to each other.<br />I used to be very happy just being by myself. I did so many things, spent so many days by myself and was completely content. I used to refuse to think about dating and just genuinely wanted to be singe and be left alone. But now I feel like I actually want to be with someone. What happened to Miss Closed-Off???? Because I kind of want to be her again. Yes, that's it. I am going to go back to being Miss Closed-off and Miss I-Hate-All-Men.rxrunninghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08302759202200697839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050887687037470132.post-20704991721240980012010-01-27T20:34:00.000-08:002010-01-27T20:36:32.225-08:00Prayer SessionWow, I went to a prayer session tonight with Alice after a legit Japanese dinner.....and I got my prayer answered....like one hour afterwards.<br />I am going to sleep with a smile on my face. =) Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeerxrunninghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08302759202200697839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050887687037470132.post-13866109134913529832010-01-27T10:59:00.000-08:002010-01-27T11:20:44.708-08:001) I went on a ski trip this past weekend. I was pretty nervous to go at first because I didn't know anyone that was going, and honestly, that was the main reason why I went. I wanted to see what would happen and how I would act in that kind of situation. After all, I really had nothing to lose. It turned out pretty good. Skiing was definitely fun and I have about 20 bruises on me....not that I am scared of pain or something.<br /><br />2) I was pretty down last semester because I felt like I did nothing besides studying and work. I felt hopeless. I felt like I didn't have time to do anything because I was putting in most of my time studying. Then I had an epiphany sometime in the past two days. I don't have to study all the time to do okay in my classes; I just need to be more efficient. I spent most of my time (80% at least) studying with a group with people from my class last semester. We would meet up at night or after class and study for what it seems like forever. I thought it was great. We helped each other with materials we didn't understand, shared notes, and encouraged each other. The only problem is the group is not efficient. We would spend 12 hours going over one Patho lecture. On days I didn't study with the group, I was able to go over a Patho lecture in 2 hrs and do just as well. So I've decided that I need to break away from the group and study by myself so I have more time to do non-pharmacy related things that I never got to do last semester. Of course, I will still join the group from time to time, but I really cannot afford going over every single detail and spending a weekend on just two lectures anymore. Actually, since last week, I've scheduled two or more social events/recreational class/or whatever a week for me to do. The goal is to reach out more, to do things I didn't get to do last semester, and to see what I can learn from every new activity that I do, every new person that I meet...etc. I hope I will be happier and feel more fulfilled....<br /><br />3) The third topic I want to talk about is balance. Balance is the key to everything. Without balance, we feel lost, we feel down, we feel like something is wrong. Too much of everything isn't good. Too little of everything is good, also. I am not going to go into specific details about what I have too much or what I am lacking in my life. I just have this one question I keep asking myself, what do I do to get something that I want? The answer used to be, "just go get it." That was my solution to every problem I've had. I went straight to the solution, as aggressively as I possibly could. Now the answer seems blurry as I realized I can't get everything that I want. I keep trying, though. I never gave up. And that's why I love myself, for being persistent. I give myself so much credit for that. Life is a journey, not a destination.rxrunninghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08302759202200697839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050887687037470132.post-69114418207995683642009-12-27T19:27:00.000-08:002009-12-28T15:27:25.347-08:00the beginning of my much-needed winter breakim le tired. so here are some disorganized thoughts before i go to sleep:<br />this week: 2 finals, 4 days of work, and i still managed to hung out with people every single day. kudos.<br />also i started running a lot again. i guess thats what happens when i come back home.<br />goal: 15 -20 miles every week.<br />on average, i believed i ran 10-13 miles every week. with 19 credits and work at 6:30am on the weekend, i gave my best.<br />now that im on break, i really have to make the best of my time and try to get more miles in. fuck the winter weather. give me a long-sleeve shirt, a pair of leg warmers, my shoes and im ready to go.<br />words cannot express my love for running. people looking in from the outside just dont understand<br />they say that hobbies cant fulfill you, cant make you whole the way people can. i dont disagree with that.<br />however, as for me, i know for sure that every minute that i spend running is pure happiness.<br />its no longer a hobby; its my religion.rxrunninghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08302759202200697839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050887687037470132.post-3590507106174937092009-12-22T10:37:00.000-08:002009-12-28T15:25:13.674-08:00DONEdone with six finals<br />done with 19 credits<br />done with working almost every weekend<br />5 semesters of classes done, half way done with 5 yrs of classes....it only gets harder...<br />done for now<br />im proud of myself.rxrunninghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08302759202200697839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050887687037470132.post-28834493187125890472009-12-17T08:49:00.001-08:002009-12-27T20:13:05.952-08:00in times of despair,...im not giving up<br />im collecting myself, and im going out.rxrunninghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08302759202200697839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050887687037470132.post-85478105370162134232009-09-01T07:46:00.001-07:002009-09-01T07:46:54.467-07:00motto to follow this semester: stop bitching about it. get to it.rxrunninghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08302759202200697839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050887687037470132.post-77876291101619018552009-08-26T18:48:00.000-07:002009-12-27T19:37:49.186-08:00<p> You know you're a runner when... </p><ul><li>your first thought when you look at the weekly weather forecast is, "When can I fit in my runs?" check<br /></li><p> </p><li>you have more running clothes than regular clothes in your laundry pile. not necessarily true cause i wash my running clothes usually after a run<br /></li><p> </p><li>you've lost a <a href="http://running.about.com/od/commonrunninginjuries/p/blacktoenail.htm">toenail</a>. And you tell people, "It's not that bad."<br /></li><p> </p><li>you smirk when non-runners ask you, "So how long is <i>this</i> marathon?" check<br /></li><p> </p><li>you have a drawer full of medals and other race souvenirs that you're not sure what to do with.</li><p> </p><li>you go into Starbucks more often to use the bathroom than to actually buy coffee. in my case, rite aid. this is sooo true. i also go into that rite aid for water. lol<br /></li><p> </p><li>you no longer make fun of fanny packs because your <a href="http://running.about.com/od/hydrationcarriers/tp/runningbelts.htm">running belt</a> looks very similar (although cooler) to one.</li><p> </p><li>you've used an old race T-shirt to wash your car, dust furniture, or clean something else. no, but i do wear race t-shirt/s<br /></li><p> </p><li>your treadmill has more miles on it than your car. i dont run on treadmills...im personally against them<br /></li><p> </p><li>you get an invitation to a wedding and you automatically think about what race the date will conflict with.</li><p> </p><li>you have dreams about showing up to a race late or not wearing any clothes.</li><p> </p><li>you're not embarrassed to wear spandex. i still dont like them.<br /></li><p> </p><li>the salespeople at your local running shop know you by name.</li><p> </p><li>you're always <a href="http://running.about.com/od/runningandweightloss/f/avoidhunger.htm">hungry</a>. check<br /></li><p> </p><li>you know how to take a cup of water from a <a href="http://running.about.com/od/racetraining/ht/waterstops.htm">water stop</a> w ithout choking on it or spilling it all over yourself.<br /></li><p> </p><li>at least one of your web site usernames or email addresses has the word "run" or "runner" in it. this blog is called girlontherun..check<br /></li><p> </p><li>you know where your <a href="http://running.about.com/od/commonrunninginjuries/a/itbs.htm">illiotibial band </a> is located.</li><p> </p><li>you no longer hate port-a-johns. In fact, there have been times when you've been very happy to see one. i still hate public bathrooms and port-a-johns.</li><li><br /></li><li>you wear your running watch even when you're not running. i dont have a running watch. should probably get one soon.<br /></li></ul><p> </p><div id="articlebody"><li>you've had your running shoes for three months and you know it's already time to <a href="http://running.about.com/od/shoesapparelandgear/f/replaceshoes.htm">replace them</a>. nope. every 400 miles ill change them.<br /></li><p> </p><li>you spend more time researching running routes than local restaurants when traveling to a new city. check<br /></li><p> </p><li>your physical therapist's receptionist knows you by the sound of your voice on the phone.</li><p> </p><li>you know where exactly one mile from your front door is (in any direction). very very true.<br /></li><p> </p><li>you know how to correctly spell and pronounce <a href="http://running.about.com/od/commonrunninginjuries/p/heel_pain.htm">plantar fasciitis</a>.</li><p> </p><li>you own more pairs of running socks than dress socks. i wear the same socks for everything...though i dont think i have dress socks.<br /></li><p> </p><li>when you hear PR, you automatically think "<a href="http://running.about.com/od/faqsforbeginners/f/personalrecord.htm">personal record</a>", not "public relations". check<br /></li><p> </p><li>you pack more running clothes than bathing suits when going on a beach vacation.<br /></li><p> </p><li>you have running clothes and an extra pair of running shoes in your car, "just in case."</li><p> </p><li>your holiday wish list can be fulfilled at any running or sporting goods store.</li><p> </p><li>one of the first things people ask you when they haven't seen you in a while is, "What race are you training for now?"<br /></li><p> </p><li>you have several drawers dedicated to running shirts.</li><p> </p><li>you get excited when the new <i>Runner's World</i> comes in the mail.check </li><p> </p><li>your Facebook or Twitter updates frequently involve running.check</li><p> </p><li>your only recent photos of you alone are race photos.</li><p> </p><li>you always have your next race on the calendar.</li><p> </p><li>your runs are sometimes longer than your commute to work or school. CHECK! theyre ALWAYS longer.<br /></li><p> </p><li>your running partners know more about your bodily functions than your significant other.<!--/gc--> <span class="prev po"></span></li></div>rxrunninghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08302759202200697839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050887687037470132.post-1595178356577693532009-08-26T18:37:00.001-07:002009-08-26T18:37:45.770-07:00How do you decide if you are a real runner? When you feel the best after your most difficult runs and wind up depressed because you have accepted your own excuses for not running at all. When you never see a runner on the street or passing your house without wishing that you were warmed up and ready to follow. When you can no longer imagine a full life without it...rxrunninghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08302759202200697839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050887687037470132.post-49581656932712208052009-08-19T16:49:00.000-07:002009-12-27T19:37:12.026-08:00i hate humidity.<br />because of work and humidity, i have been running on average 3 times a week, instead of 5-6. isnt this upsetting? right now im at a library because i literally couldnt run anymore. i am soaked and very much exhausted and pissed off from the heat and humidity. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH<br />im moving in next sunday.<br />classes start on tuesday.<br />this should be interesting.rxrunninghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08302759202200697839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050887687037470132.post-84416630803121208782009-08-09T11:14:00.000-07:002009-12-27T19:40:06.785-08:00the weird thing is that the more eventful/interesting my life gets, the less i update this blog. with stuff happening like crazy, by the time i get to this blog, ive lost the urge to update here. argh!<br /><br />also this is so not a running blog anymore, though my running has undoubtedly gone to a new level in these past three weeks. my left thigh is still sightly injured. it still hurts when i run. only the first few minutes, though. so its tolerable. i still have yet to buy icyhot. maybe i wont need it anymore.<br /><br />on friday, i ran to walmart and bought a bike!!! ahhh! it finally happened! ill be riding this bike to class from college to busch next semester. there is just this bliss i know i would get from riding my bike across the river, on route 18 at 8 in the morning. i cant wait! what a great way to start off a day.rxrunninghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08302759202200697839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050887687037470132.post-2075317288487752672009-08-03T20:14:00.000-07:002009-08-03T20:17:22.332-07:00im really starting to hate boys. why is it that i always have a guy on my mind?!! i just dont want to think about him at all, is that too much to ask?! and also im VERY occupied. im thinking about him not because im bored.<br />this last guy that kinda of dated, im still thinking about him. WHY?!?!??!!! though mad props to me for never cried and got depressed over him. there was/is nothing to cry about. however, i do still always think about him. hes not even worth it.rxrunninghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08302759202200697839noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050887687037470132.post-12256725441649281432009-07-31T20:42:00.000-07:002009-12-27T20:51:04.116-08:00I bought the perfect pair of running shoes yesterday at Lady's Footlocker at Menlo. I should've bought them a long time ago since I live 2 minutes away. I can't believe I went to all these other places to look for the perfect pair of Asics when the perfect pair was right here. argh! Well, $60 very well spent. My left thigh is almost completely fine now. I have been stretching a lot. Every night and before I run. I ran 3.5 miles yesterday because I was breaking into these new shoes and it was best not to run too much and ran between 4.75 - 4.9 miles today. I was so thirsty and hungry by the end of the run, or else I would have definitely reached 5 miles. It's really annoying. After four miles I am usually soaked, even my shorts are close to completely soaked. I know, it's gross. It's been so goddamn humid in New Jersey. WTF? And I become increasingly thirsty. However, there's no way I would carry water with me on runs. That's crazy. I don't even like carrying my purse to places. lol I don't like carrying things, period. On the days when I am lucky, I am able to find some random water fountains in some random buildings, such as the courthouse and the town library. The problem here is I usually go on my runs 8pm - 9pm and most of those places are closed by then. Oh well. I feel so hardcore. I got two runner's high's today. I love running. Even though I might not be the best/fastest or even something close to that, but I love running. I am in love with it. I don't care that I am taking 19 credits and having a job next semester, I am still running, at least four days a week. I can't live without it. It's not just a hobby anymore, it's my religion.<br />Speaking of religion, The Case for Christ is quite interesting. I gotta read it one more time just to clarify more things. Maybe I will even pick up The Case for Faith by the same author.<br />Tomorrow I don't have work. Someone is covering for me. I am going to read all day, then run, then possibly and most likely poker at night. I am looking forward to tomorrow.<br />Life is good.<br />:)<br />P.S. This girl today was mad annoying. I kinda saw her only because my friend had to meet up with her for something. She was like..."Hey girls, guess what? I got a boyfriend! AHHHHHHHH! Oh oh, do you wanna see his picture??!?!?!" Then she proceeded to show us his picture that was on her phone. THEN proceeded to tell us how he confessed his feelings and that they're meeting up later. And looked at us three single girls like we're pathetic. Seriously girl, WTF? I am single by choice and definitely not pathetic. I am convinced most people think us single people are pathetic but I am really in a happy place right now. The thing that also pisses me off is that my friend was like oh look, ____ has a bf, ________ is taken, now you got a bf, J****(my name) is probably going to be next, what am I going to do? .........seriously, being 19 and single isn't bad.....rxrunninghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08302759202200697839noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050887687037470132.post-75628178103287222272009-07-30T12:31:00.000-07:002009-07-30T13:25:04.489-07:00Today is a beautiful Thursday. I got up around 10, slept at 12:30 last night. I then drove my mom to work, went to Stop&Shop to buy a chapstick, then went to my friend's house, that's where I am right now. Last night, I went to Josh's sublet house for a movie night with some brothers. It was nice. We watched Yes Man. Around 5, I will go shopping for a pair of running shoes that I have been meaning to buy in the past month, because I practically have no running shoes to wear, my old ones are completely done. Tomorrow I am hanging out with Eugenia, Carmen might tag along. Then Saturday I have work, and going to Mo's house for poker and drinks at night, then I have work again on Sunday, Monday - Wed. Argh! I dread working so much. Not only is it tiring, it's also freaking stressful. The only thing that's good about it is the money I get from it. I am so sick of it. However, it's still the best job that I could possibly get. I am sure retail pharmacy is horrible on a higher level and the pay isn't as great.<br />A lot has happened so far this week. Good and bad, also it was a little bit of an emotional rollercoaster. But now things are calm.<br />Also lately, I have been thinking about becoming more socialable. I am tired of being shy out of my comfort zone. It's a huge deal to be able to step out of my comfort zone and do things that I wouldn't normally do and hang out with people that I wouldn't normally hang out with. Surely, there are cautions though. I wouldn't hang out with anyone who's a bitch. If I hang out with this person, and he/she turns out to be an asshole, then of course I am not going to hang out with them again. I believe that who a person hangs out with says a lot about the person. It's always important not to associate yourself with people who bring you down.rxrunninghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08302759202200697839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050887687037470132.post-77849960088878562972009-07-24T09:22:00.001-07:002009-07-24T10:02:45.509-07:00Let's see...I don't even know how to update this blog anymore since it's been like a week? A lot of happened this week and last week, compared to the rest of my uneventful summer.<br />I went to the beach last Friday. It was interesting. It was more fun than I thought it would be since I actually opened up and talked more than I usually did with the people whom I went with. People will treat you how you treat them. If you make them feel comfortable, they will be comfortable and make you feel comfortable. When I hang out with people that I don't really know well, I tend to be really shy. However last Friday I just tried to be myself and contributed to the conversations and it was pretty awesome. I am going to work on that more - to not be as shy.<br />Saturday, I went to Chantalle's bbq after work. She lives in Scotch Plains, which is like 15 minutes from where I live. That place is a piece of heaven. Her house isn't that big; however it's really nicely decorated. Her pool house is HUGE, so is her pool. Only about ten people were there, and she hired a chef and an assistant. Wow, and I thought the economy wasn't doing well. There she was, hiring a chef and an assistant. From the way they talked, I think the chef serves at her house a lot. Her life is really awesome. Though I am not exactly the jealous type, I wish I had her life. lol<br />As far as running is concerned, I still have problems running after a day of work. However I run on average 4 times a week, 4.5 - 5 miles each time. So it's all right. I am planning on increase my run by .5 mile every week or two weeks, and run a half-marathon (13.1 miles) by next summer.<br />As far as reading is concerned, I have been reading whenever I can, whatever that interests me the most. This book in particular, intrigued me a good deal. However I wasn't able to read it again yesterday because it was somehow wrapped I didn't want to unwrap it if I wasn't going to buy it. I am going to Barnes&Noble to read again later on today.<br />I have read about Mane n' Tail for a while now. I finally bought the original shampoo and conditioner last night. They are supposed to make my hair thick, shiny, and all that, and most shockingly, longer. After trying both the shampoo and the conditioner, I have to say that they're different from the other hair products that I've used (which is like, three products lol). My hair does seem stronger, thicker, and shinier after the first application. I really can't wait till after I've used them for longer. However, for best results, I am going to alternate hair products. I am still going to use Pantene ProV, and maybe Tresemme. I am excited!<br />Today I want to go somewhere fun to shop. I was thinking of driving to Premium's Crossing (I think it's called that) or Jersey Gardens at least. I will figure something out...in the next 20 minutes or so.rxrunninghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08302759202200697839noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050887687037470132.post-65789798854177033272009-07-22T21:53:00.000-07:002009-07-22T22:06:55.190-07:00Free at LastAfter a week of almost non-stop working, I am finally free, until next Monday.<br />I napped an hour during lunch and three hours after I got home.<br />I am updating this blog tomorrow morning.rxrunninghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08302759202200697839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050887687037470132.post-80834508594129043712009-07-15T16:01:00.000-07:002009-07-15T16:13:08.528-07:00<span><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:85%;">( ) snuck out of my parent's house<i style=""> </i><span style=""> </span><i><o:p></o:p></i></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:85%;">(x) had feelings for someone who didnt have them<i style=""> </i><br />( ) made out with a stranger<br />( ) gone on a blind date<br />(x) lied to a friend<br />( ) had a crush on a teacher <i><o:p></o:p></i></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:85%;">(x) skipped school<br />( ) slept with a co-worker<br />( ) seen someone die<br />( ) been to <st1:country-region st="on">Canada</st1:country-region><br />() been to <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">Mexico</st1:place></st1:country-region> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:85%;">(x) been on a plane<br />( ) thrown up in a bar<br />( ) purposely set a part of myself on fire</span><b><br /></b><span style="font-size:85%;">() eaten Sushi (in what sense? LOL)<br />( ) been snowboarding<br />(x) been in an abusive relationship (on some level it was definitely abusive. o well thats in the past)<br />( ) taken painkillers<br />( ) love someone or miss someone right now </span><b><br /></b><span style="font-size:85%;">(x) laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by<br />( ) made a snow angel<br />( ) had a tea party<br />(x) flown a kite</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:85%;">( ) built a sand castle<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:85%;">( ) gone puddle jumping<br />( x played dress up<br />( ) jumped into a pile of leaves<br />( ) gone sledding<br />(x) cheated while playing a game<span style=""> </span><br />(x) been lonely<br />(x) fallen asleep at work/school<br />( ) used a fake id<br />(x) watched the sun set<br />( ) felt an earthquake<br />( ) touched a snake<br />(x) been tickled<br />(x) been robbed (assssssshole. i knew who stole my stuff too)</span><b><br /></b><span style="font-size:85%;">( ) robbed someoone<br />(x) been misunderstood<br />(x) pet a reindeer/goat<br />( ) won a contest<br />(x) run a red light (several)<br />( ) been suspended from school<br />(x) been in a car accident<br />( ) had braces (dont need them =P)<br />(x) felt like an outcast<br />( ) eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night<br />(x) had deja vu<br />( ) danced in the moonlight<br />( ) hated the way you look<br />( ) witnessed a crime<br />( ) pole danced <br />(x) questioned your heart<br />(x) been obsessed with post-it notes<br />(x) squished barefoot through the mud<br />(x) been lost (in more ways than one)<i style=""></i><br />( ) been to the opposite side of the country (unfortunately i am not well-traveled at well, i hate it. after pharmacy school i vow to spend a really big proportion of my salary on traveling)<i style=""></i><br />(x) swam in the ocean<br />(x) felt like dying<br />( ) cried yourself to sleep (ummm, i think i stopped crying before i fell asleep lol)<br /></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:85%;">( ) played cops and robbers<br />(x) recently colored with crayons/colored pencils/markers<br />( ) sung karaoke <i style=""> </i><br />(x) paid for a meal with only coins</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:85%;">(x) done something you told yourself you wouldn't<br />(x) made prank phone calls<br />( ) laughed till some kind of beverage came out of your nose<br />(x) caught a snowflake on your tongue<br />( ) kissed in the rain <i style=""> </i><br />( ) written a letter to Santa Claus<br />( ) been kissed under a mistletoe<br />( ) watched the sun set with someone you care about <i style=""><span style=""> </span></i><br />(x) blown bubbles<br />( ) made a bonfire on the beach<br />( ) crashed a party <i><o:p></o:p></i></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:85%;">( ) Have traveled more than 5 days with a car full of people (that will drive my crazy)<br /></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:85%;">(x) gone rollerskating<br />(x) had a wish come true (many)<br />( ) humped a monkey<br />(x) worn pearls<br />( ) jumped off a bridge<br />( ) screamed penis in class<strong><span style="font-family: Georgia;"> </span></strong><br />( ) ate dog/cat food<br />( ) told a complete stranger you loved them<br />(x) sang in the shower </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:85%;">(x) have a little black dress ( i have A black dress, but not THE black dress)<span style="font-style: italic;"></span><br />( ) fucked in a park (LOL)<br />(x) had a dream that you married/kissed/fucked someone </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:85%;">(x) glued your hand to something<br />( ) got your tongue stuck to a metal pole<br />( ) kissed a fish<br />(x) worn the opposite sexes clothes <i style=""> </i><br />( ) been a cheerleader<br />(x) sat on a roof top <i><o:p></o:p></i></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:85%;">( ) had sex at a church (LOL)</span><i><br /></i><span style="font-size:85%;">(x) screamed at the top of your lungs<br />( ) done a one-handed cartwheel </span><b><br /></b><span style="font-size:85%;">(x) talked on the phone for more than 6 hours (like........6 yrs ago, that was way too long, really dont plan on doing it again) <em></em></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:85%;">(x) stayed up all night (oh yeahhh, not the best times of my life)<span style="font-style: italic;"></span><i style=""><span style=""><o:p></o:p></span></i></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:85%;">( ) didn't take a shower for a week (that is just gross, i wouldnt even go through a day without showering)<br />(x) pick and ate an apple right off the tree<br />(x) climbed a tree <i style=""> </i><br />( ) had a tree house <i style=""> </i><br />( ) are scared to watch scary movies alone </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:85%;">( ) believe in ghosts<br />( ) have more then 30 pairs of shoes<br />( ) worn a really ugly outfit to school just to see what others say </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:85%;">( ) gone streaking<br />( ) played ding-dong-ditch </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:85%;">( ) played chicken fight </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:85%;">( ) been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on <em></em></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:85%;">(x) been told you're hot by a complete stranger<br />( ) broken a bone (knock on wood) <i><o:p></o:p></i></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:85%;">(x) been easily amused (always)<br />(x) caught a fish then ate it <i style=""></i></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:85%;">(x) caught a butterfly <em></em><br />(x) laughed so hard you cried<br />(x) cried so hard you laughed<br />(x) mooned/flashed someo<span style="font-weight: bold;">ne </span><strong><span style="font-family: Georgia;"></span></strong><br />(x) had someone moon/flash you<strong><span style="font-family: Georgia;"> </span></strong></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong><span style="font-family: Georgia;"></span></strong>(x) cheated on a test <i style=""> <span style=""><o:p></o:p></span></i></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:85%;">(x) forgotten someone's name </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:85%;">( ) slept naked <br />(x) French braided someones hair<br />( ) gone skinny dipping in a pool<br />( ) been kicked out of your house </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="EN-US"></span><br /></p></span>rxrunninghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08302759202200697839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050887687037470132.post-80085217415055077652009-07-15T14:17:00.001-07:002009-07-15T14:58:36.207-07:00Tired beyond belief1) I am working five days again this week. I originally only had three days but I decided to cover for someone both Saturday and Sunday, even though I have a bbq to go to Saturday. I really can't pass up about $230......then I have work again Monday through Wednesday the following week, then next weekend. So basically between now and next Wednesday I have one day off. I am so tired. I am beyond tired. I know I am whining but I can't get over how tired I am. I am trying to stay up till 7 then just pass out, till tomorrow morning.<br />2) Running. I started running 4.5 - 5 miles every time I go running. Reason being there is a possibility that I am gaining weight from running 3 miles during each run. It is ridiculous but books and magazines are saying that if a runner's body gets adjusted to doing a certain distance each day or like five days a week, if the runner consumes the same amount of calories, he/she might gain weight because the body isn't working as hard as before. So I started running more last Sunday. Sources always say that 6 miles a day is the perfect number of miles to run for fitness and endurance. That takes a lot of time. I don't know if I can devote a little over an hour to run every day when school starts. Stretching, warming up, and cooling off are included in that a little over an hour period of time but still. Also I need to do a cardio workout other than running once a week. I need to find something to do. Since my bike is gone, and my swimming goggles are nowhere to be found, and that I absolutely hate the gym, I don't know what to do.<br />3) Speaking of bikes, I need to purchase a bike. They're so expensive nowadays wtf? The same bike that I got two years ago somehow is like $150 now. I got it for less than $90. WTF?!<br />4)I am going to the beach this Friday. That should be fun. Going for a run in the morning first.<br />5) Napping outdoor is amazing. Apparently, employees are not allowed to napped during breaks. WTF?! So today I went to this courtyard of Robert Wood Johnson Medical School and napped. It was so beautiful outside. I was in the shade, and the wind was just blowing in my face. Life was great for that 40 minutes. I can't wait to nap there again tomorrow.<br />6) I really like being outdoor. Tomorrow after I come home from work, given if I get enough sleep tonight, I am going to lie down on the grass in the park and just relax. It'll be nice.rxrunninghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08302759202200697839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050887687037470132.post-91429019536533167052009-07-12T20:18:00.000-07:002009-07-12T20:29:33.171-07:00im trying to cut down time on facebook. today was pretty successful, but i know tomorrow i will be on it less.<br />i slept from midnight (fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow) to 11 this morning. wow.<br />did speed workout today at merill (or merril?) park today. first time since cross country season in senior year. im actually slightly sore today. my legs normally never ever get sore from anything, because theyre pretty strong. roflmao.<br />also today i scrunched my hair for the first time!!!! the result was so amazing that im doing it again tomorrow for work.<br />lastly, i agree with my friend in that every single girl needs an eye-candy. i definitely have one, although i dont really see him but i guess hes still an eye-candy. i guess i just dont mind guys who wear glasses. O_O and i actually like geekly guys. cool geeky guys, the ones that actually enjoy life. the ones that drink. ROFL. not excessfully, though, of course, socially and moderately. i always thought i know what qualities my ideal guy has. but i was far off the chart. i now have a different set of qualities for my ideal guy. i think ill stick to this one. but then again, it all depends on the guy, these are just the things that attract me in a guy. so.....ill blog this down, maybe ill look at it years from now to see what has changed. =)<br />my ideal guy<br />-he has to be intelligent. he doesnt have to get all As in his classes. heck, he doesnt even have to get all As and Bs, he can get Cs. academic grades dont indicate intelligence. they indicate how hard you work for those classes. my ideal guy should pass school, get a decent and USEFUL degree, pursue something that he's passionate about, or at least okay with. however, outside of school (or in school), he has to be intelligent. knows how to go about surviving in this society, deal with people, and such.<br />-he has to be content with himself. i dont want a guy who loathes himself, or a guy who has low self-esteem, or a guy who desperately wants to be someone else. those guys are soooo unattractive. he can be content with himself, but he cant be cocky.<br />to be continued....need to sleep now.rxrunninghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08302759202200697839noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050887687037470132.post-33750920899254344152009-07-11T18:24:00.000-07:002009-07-11T18:35:49.426-07:00i drove by roosevelt park about an hour ago. it was so beautiful. i wanted so badly to sit by the lake and just enjoy everything that this park has to offer. the ice skating rink and the tennis court are all lit up at night. therefore, its not like everything is totally dark after sunset. i drove into the park, parked my car, and saw a couple of couples (haha) sitting on benches. although i know they might think its sad that this girl is sitting by the lake all by her lonesome, i know that i will enjoy the scenary regardless of my single status and my lonesome. just because im single doesnt mean that i cant sit alone by a lake, an activities that couples tend to do. they cuddle, make out, chat, or whatever. i just sat there for about 2o minutes, clearing my head and being reflective. lol being a happy single means doing things that couples do, alone. im not going to miss out on things just because im single. this is the mentality that i have had in the past two years of my single life. and im glad i think like that, or else i wouldve missed out on so much! i had a great time sitting by the lake in the park. im considering doing that every day around 9 at night. its a good way to end a way. then ill go back home and go to bed at 10.<br />in other news,<br />1)black eyeliner and masara look amazing with my new gray eyes!<br />2) i started taking vitamins.<br />3) i need to try a new hair shampoo and conditioner. its bad if i use the same one for too long. my hair might get too accustomed to it.<br />4) reading is so good. reading stuff that i care about is good. i was determined to read hillary clintons autobiography, but i cant get through all the political stuff. reading everything before and including the chapter with bill clinton is good enough for me.<br />5) im hungry and am about to cook up some food.rxrunninghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08302759202200697839noreply@blogger.com1