Converging muscle cramps only begin when you kill time in a similar fashion

It started by chance when I thought I'd give that supposed "cat-clawed" broken DDR mat a try for no apparent reason.

What ever the reason may have been, I'm glad I did.
When I plugged in the mat to the PS2 and inserted the disk, and stepped on the mat and played 3 songs... my heart was racing so fast I was breathing really hard from just, well, excitement.

I realize that when I say I am "in love" with DDR, people don't seem to understand how serious that is. It's very serious. And it's not like it just some fun game I love to play all the time, I legit am obsessed with this game.

I'm not exactly sure why, I mean if I get anywhere close to playing games it has to be either Kingdom Hearts or DDR. I play DS games from time to time but nothing ever keeps a hold on me, and so I've faded away from loving games like I used to. I think cause maybe I really like to move with games. I like to have to follow the steps and such and be able to interact like that. Maybe it's the catchy dance music too? Or maybe it's because I know I'm exercising and burning calories.

All I know is that I'm addicted. I'm obsessed.
DDR to me is like someone's idea of alcohol. Or heroin. Even when it comes to a good time, instead of drinking I'd be that weirdo to suggest a DDR party instead. I played DDR for three and a half hours today and drank so much water that when I shake my body I can feel and hear it swishing inside me. My clothes were drenched with sweat. And now here I am writing a blog after a nice refreshing shower... at two in the morning. I'm not even tired strangely enough.

I bought four DDR games at GameStop within these past two days. I now own all PS2 DDR games except for one which I will constantly be searching for.

I'm losing a lot of weight with DDR. I'm getting even more exercise than I was before now which is even better. It feels like high school summer all over again. I went and volunteered at the YMCA, came home, ate, then played DDR for hours until my mom came home (she always complained that she heard me stomping from downstairs so I always had to stop when she got home). DDR was my birthday present that year, it was all I wanted as an initiative to lose weight that summer before I went to Japan. And then somewhere along the way I got addicted. It keeps me from thinking about other things too.

When I'm upset or depressed all I have to do is play DDR.
When I'm thinking too much about something all I have to do is play DDR.
When I'm hungry all I have to do is play DDR and I'll stop thinking about eating food because I'll get sucked into the game.

DDR is like that little bit of happy magic in my life, and it helps on the road to being healthy. Not to mention I started eating healthy AND eating much smaller portions. I looked at my supper today and kinda frowned. I wanted to eat more lol. But then I went to DDR and forgot all about hunger lol. After taking a short nap of course ;)

When I get married and have a house of my own, I'm going to be that wife who has a basement for games and possibly a DDR arcade system hahaaa or at least whatever PlayStation that is out at that time and a PS2 for my DDR days. I love it, I really do.

I will be losing weight sooner than expected :)
Now that DDR has come back into my life, I'm going to be a happier, healthier person.
It always makes me feel good afterwards, and during game play.

Yayyy lol

Dear Ed, I dedicate this post to you darling

Ed.

Wonderful, Ed.

This guy is unbelievable, and has the wrong idea or is just trying awfully way too hard. He is spoiling me.
Dear Ed, did you know you are all the talk in this apartment?
After the text message I received from you today, I felt like the people around me, other than my two roommates, deserve to hear your story. Why should me and two others alone have all the joys and laughs of what you say? To be honest, I'm kinda glad we had a random meeting by the fountain, and then the other awkward chance meeting at the Campus Center. Every new text I receive I must try to contain my laughter.

This is the text I received this morning:

"Hey, it was nice to see you the other day. I couldn't believe how good you looked. I remembered you as being around average in outer beauty, but yesterday you were gorgeous. I could barely recognize you. Its what's in the inside that matters to me, so it doesn't matter so much if you are gorgeous or average looking so much as whether you care or not but still, it was a pleasant surprise. I really hope I can get to know you, I really want to know whether your outer beauty has any correlation with inner beauty"

Ahh, darling Ed. How you know how to spoil a girl.
But at the same time you know how to make her laugh so hard and think you are a creep.
However, you have won the love from my fellow roommates. You really are, the talk of 663's second floor apartment. They always ask me everyday, "Any new texts from Ed today?"

The story of meeting Ed comes in two parts, I first met him as I waited outside the fountain and he walked over and asked to have a conversation with me. Then he proceeded to take my number.
The second time involves me sitting in a deserted area in the Campus Center on campus and he just appeared out of nowhere. During this second meeting, he asked me:
"Have we met before?"
Me looking at him like he's kidding then got confused. "Yes, I think we did."
"Samantha?"
"No, I'm Natasha."
"Oh oh, I'm so sorry! It's just I couldn't recognize you at all. You looked different that day."
Feeling awkward already, "haha Yeah, I'm kinda having a bad hair day today."
"No, no, I think you look really good today! It's just for some reason I could have sworn you had freckles last time I saw you."
....WTF? "haha No, I don't have freckles...."
"Oh... then maybe it just might have been how you looked in the sunlight."

Oh Ed, how you amuse us so.

Here's a toast to you, Ed.
For your annoying text messages,
For you awkward presence,
For your more than corny words,
For the laughs I have with friends,
For the sudden appearances,
And more than weird conversations.

Ed, please leave me alone :)

Taking it back a notch, I've seen that same little girl waving in the mirror

It's been a month since I've been on Blogger. Partly due to.... I'm sure I have an excuse but I can't remember what was going on with myself around that time.

But then due to an unfortunate event, my laptop crashed, all my data lost, and I had to get a new one. Good thing: I love my new computer so so much♥ Bad thing: All my videos and pictures that I took while I was in Japan are now lost and gone for good. My hard drive crashed and according to Best Buy's Geek Squad, my hard drive is in such broken condition it's impossible to start it running again without sending it to some professionals with the price tag of around $800. I bought my new computer and all its extras for less than that price.

It's really unfortunate, and I'm extremely upset and sad about it but... it happened. I can't keep breaking down about something like this.


Nothing excited happens in my life.
One annoying little guy getting involved in my life but I noticed his facebook status was about me. And he clearly wanted me to see seeing as he had the word "she" in caps. Yeah, told ya pal, NOT INTERESTED.

It's what happens when you make one little mistake and mess around with a guy you know likes you. I do blame it completely on myself. For one it was thoughtless and cruel to have him believe I wanted something. Kinda makes me think of myself, and how I'm probably thinking like him right now. It hurts. A lot. I used him because I was depressed, and I'm not going to do it again to anyone. It just bothers me that I clearly told him I didn't want anything more than to just continue being a friend... I made a mistake, and I feel terrible about it. But I'm sorry, I can't change my decision about what happened that night, and I made it clear it was just a stupid decision. But please... it's not like we had some connection for a long time... you shouldn't need to get so, so uptight about it.

I don't really like what has started to happen.
At first I was all happy, and well, now I just don't want to think about it anymore. I don't want to have to think about what other guys think about me anymore or having to worry about trying to keep the friendship. Then because of how kind I am to them, most tend to get the wrong idea. Sure, maybe I like attention, but I don't want to be a possible candidate in their love life. I only have my eyes set on one guy. It's stupid yet... but I'm still saying it, aren't I?


And today I went grocery shopping, AGAIN. I feel like I do this every week for no apparent reason.  But today was different. I'm on a diet again, and I realized I have to plan on what I'm going to cook a day ahead of time to avoid overeating. I tend to make ramen when I get home then realize I'm in the mood for something else and then eat that. Overeating right?

I haven't been paying attention to my weight again and when I stepped on the scale I was horrified. I wasn't looking like it (at least I didn't really notice) that I was getting fatter but the scale doesn't lie. I'm not HUGE, don't get that wrong of an idea...

That was step one of the plan.
Step two involves what I eat.

I've decided from today on, June 24 2011, that I will become a pescatarian. At Price Chopper today I bought a lot of veggies and apples. I need to start eating healthier while eating things that have such low calorie intakes. If I do this while planning out my meals and exactly how much to eat I think I can lose this weight. Another unfortunate event, due to work and lack of sleep I can't really work out like I planned to since day one. About two-three days a week though I do walk, I just don't really know the distance. I walk a pretty good amount everyday anyway, so if I keep watch on my calories and fat, then try to walk more often or at the least do leg exercises in my room (thigh exercises to be exact) I should be able to do something about this issue.

I even curled my hair the other day in an attempt to look different. I thought I looked great, and so summer-y, but there's still those things I can't change about myself. Complexion, noticeable eye size difference, etc... it's kinda depressing when I look at it that way, trying to look pretty and noticing you can't change that much...

Just have to keep trying and find what best works for yourself.
And not to get worked up about all the little details.

There's lots of things I wish I could change about my face in general,
But maybe it can be turned into that unique trait that one special guy can joke and smile about with you.