here are some boring updates because there are way too many travelogues lumped together.
part of me wants to rush posting everything before i forget the random snippets and because the partying grew exponentially CRAZIER in the later cities namely mykonos, dubrovnik, tyrol, switzerland & amsterdam wtf.
need to neutralize all the exciting europe adventures with some boring perth shenanigans.
in no chronological order.
affogato. orgasmic is the only adjective that can justify its' taste.
espresso + vanilla ice cream...yummmm.
skull cut out top. I LOVE CUT OUT ANYTHING!
i bought multivitamins awhile ago because...i fear for my liver wtf.
also, the whole family is on a freaking pill binge i swear to god my brother and uncle B takes like 10 different supplement pills in one day.
i saw my brother's stash and freaked out at the sheer size of ONE pill: "how the fuck do you swallow this!"
"how, swallow only la. don't think about it."
-__-" useful advice.
i'd rather put up with pain than to take meds.
period pain, cough, fever, headaches, sore throat, flu whatever. i'd take the discomfort over the act of swallowing one pill.
hayfever seems to be in love with me though so that one, i cannot tahan, i'd request antihistamines that are the smallest in size available, ignoring chuckles from the pharmacist.
i dunno what's wrong with me la ok i'm not even being dramatic.
last year, my hayfever was so horrible i bought these vitamin C + horseradish + garlic supplement that is supposedly a high potency hayfever reliever, and of course they're huge!
i had to mentally brace myself before i took those: deep breath, drink a big gulp of water so that the pill slides down easier, place pill far behind the tongue and just drink the hell up.
it stayed down for like 30 seconds before i threw up the pill in it's entirety.
my gag reflex is a leeeedle bit too sensitive.
set sail secret show in perth :D
we only knew the location like 5 minutes prior to the show and the only instructions given on their facebook page was to follow the monkey.
can see the monkey suit on the floor hahaha.
a keg of heineken. so what we get drunk right? we're livin' young, wild and free ;)
found a park by accident that has marked distances on the floor every 200m.
perfect for keeping track of progress.
i didn't push myself today which is a total bummer :(
i knew i could ran another 200m (to the next mark) without stopping but i stopped anyway for what reason i dunno.
resuming is so much harder so it's best to just keep going, i know this yet i stopped.
running really is a mind sport despite how physically demanding it might look.
sometimes i amaze myself when i've ran further and faster, spurred by nothing but my own thoughts (chants of sexy abs sexy abs/ you're almost there/ finish what you've started etc)...
then there are days when i let physical discomfort take over and just stop trying completely (if i stop now, i get to catch my breath and my legs will thank me for that).
the best run is when i completely lose myself in thoughts, literally, running away from everything.
y'know, motivation truly does come from within.
have a lovely tuesday dear readers.
xx
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