Floraish

I am so in love..

..with the Twilight series. This week on Wednesday, I managed to buy New Moon and Eclipse (Book 2 and 3 respectively) for a really great price of $16 each. It’s almost 50% off the RRP (Don’t even get me started on the ridiculous mark up on books)! So I was mega glad. Eager as I was to pick up where I left off from Twilight, I devoured every single word in book 2 in the space of 2 days; pacing myself. I finished it late Saturday night and started on Eclipse, which sadly I am also probably close to finishing - give it until tomorrow night. I’m sad because I’ll have to wait until August for the final installment to come out.

I really haven’t been this ‘into’ reading since Potter. Even ‘His Dark Materials’, the last series I dove into didn’t quite hold my attention like Twilight does. I hang onto every single word and hold my breath as I turn each page. It’s crazy. It’s nothing I’ve ever read before. Not that I get into fiction much. But there’s just something about this.. vampire romance I can’t put down. It’s nothing like a textbook or biography of course, it’s all made up, I can’t help but get drawn into it and subconsciously try to live my life the same (Like, the romance part, not the vampires, though if I were in love with a vampire as beautiful as Edward Cullen, I wouldn’t complain!).

Other than that, I’ve been trying to begin some sort of fitness regime from level 0. I’m not fit, but I’m not terribly unfit either - but I chose to start at the very beginning last week with 15 minute walks around the block with my dogs, to one hour walks, jogs, skipping, eating right and often. It’s been pretty good. Today I managed to walk 6km and not break a sweat, actually, I felt like I could’ve done more but my dogs were all tired out and Jacklyn even stepped on some bindii. So I got home and decided to skip instead. I have a weighted skipping rope so I spent about 10 minutes on that before deciding to warm down with some housework! Very productive! I’ve been doing exercise at least 4 times a week now, so I’ve been pretty good.

On Saturday though, I did have a break and go out and see Steve. We were meant to do something on Sunday, but there was this ‘thing’ on that he wanted to watch and even though he didn’t explicitly say, I changed it around for his benefit. I think that’s possibly a small reason why I’m feeling a bit angst, because I was meant to go to a birthday party with the rest of my family, but didn’t because I was at Steve’s and now the stupid ‘thing’ got cancelled so there was no point anyways. I do feel a bit stupid being so selfless and making compromises that could possibly never be returned (well, let’s face it, the kind of person I am, I wouldn’t be putting someone out to make such a decision to begin with). I guess I did get things done today, so I should stop grumbling, but I do wish he would’ve said something about it; maybe a ‘Hey, guess what? The event got cancelled, maybe we can do lunch or something because I want to see you some more and who knows, we both could be pretty busy in the coming weeks’. Well, maybe he wouldn’t say that, but at least SOMETHING. Maybe he didn’t know the strings I pulled? Mum was pretty :\ and I felt a twinge of guilt. Oh well. I think I’m over it. I don’t wanna be petty. But let’s face it, I am; and I’m highly needy and fragile. I’m feeling highly insecure that this could all be taken away from me at any moment. I know it won’t, but there’s nothing worse than silence.

Sigh.