A Moment on the Word, and More!

Oiyo, blogger! Long time no comment on here! I just remembered you guys and I decided I should probably take more of an interest in this blog! So now I am going to have this as one of the pages I constantly have open.

First, though, I am going to promote my new YouTube series, A Moment on the Word, a mini-video series that will highlight a verse of the bible each week. I will be uploading each Thursday night, and hope that you guys will watch them and be inspired You can check out my first video by clicking here. Hope you guys enjoy the video!

So an update: I am now taking photography classes. So this blog may also get filled with pictures of the beautiful area I live.

I am currently working on all my fan fictions. They are slow in process and it is also November -- NaNoWriMo, my loves! No fan fiction during the month of November. It just doesn't work all that well.

Also, I am going to give a shout out to Fitabolize! Liz has helped me reach some goals! look her up and if you need some fitness help, ask her! She is the real deal, loves!

Until next times, loves!

I.L.K.13

Sore. Sore. Sore.

So, I am starting Jillian Michael's 30 Day Shred. I started yesterday. I can barely move today. And the sad part? It is only a 20 minute workout.

I am definitely going to lose the 20 pounds advertised by the product. But weight lose is not my goal. Fat lose it. Muscle gain is. I want to pain a healthy body, not a healthy number -- because the number doesn't mean you are unhealthy.

So my goal? Lose at least 5% of my body fat or get down to 28%. Either works for me. I also want to get down to a 28 inch waist and 35-37 inch hips.

When I finish with Shred, I also have Killer Buns & Thighs, a ab, bun, and thigh workout set. I am going to trim my lower body if it kills me. It is my problem area, I am afraid. And it will help me get that hip area down to what I want.

Am I satisfied? Yes. Am I sore? Yes. Do I want to do my workout today? Merlin's pants, no! Do I have to to get the results I want? Yes. I plan on actually following through this time. Ad when I finish all of this, I will move on to Insanity, and actually finish it.

Wish me luck!
I.L.K. 13

A Day in the Life: Thoughts on Spending

Konni'chiwa!

I finally moved out -- and was given internet access after a couple months, too! Yeah, exciting.

So, the curious thing about not being at home anymore is that I actually get along with my mom now. Weird, right? Not really. It has been my personal observation that people tend to get along with their parents more after they move out, mostly because they aren't around them 24/7.

I splurged. Most of my first chance to actually go to the store and shop was spent on anime. I know. Bad I.L.K 13. I just couldn't help it. FYE had my favorite anime series on sale! And they were the only copies in the store. And to top it off, I found the anime section in my local carry-it-all store. Seriously. The world is against me saving money. The planet's just don't like the idea. It is a good thing that I go to the bank and transfer money to my savings before I touch it each payday. Pay yourself first. That is what everyone says, and believe me. It pays off in the end. I am doing it and I have saved a million times faster than I did in high school -- granted I am making about three times the amount I did every paycheck than I did in high school. Still, it is seriously crazy how much advice I can give to people now.

But I also think that saving is not the only thing you have to do. You also need to spend or else you will always be worrying. You can't be worrying all the time. I personally plan on spending money on a new laptop. I just spent over a hundred bucks on a new cell phone and am giving the parental unit $70 a month to stay on their plan. I am going to be getting my own internatet here soon, if I am able to. And everyone knows that McDonald's does more than make you fat. In the end, my advice is to not waste what you make by saving or splurging all the time. You need to balance it.

Well, seeing as I suddenly have nothing interesting to write about anymore, I will not torture you with attempts.

Signing off!

Sayonara!

InuLoveKawaii13

Insanity

Ok, so I decided to order this work out DVD set from Beach Body called insanity because I heard from a few people in my recruiting station that It is an amazing workout. Due to this, I may or may not be able to participate in PT. I might decide to sit there and look pretty and watch everyone else until I get used to Insanity. who knows. I just want to know how my recruiter found out about it. All I have to say it that it better work because it is costing me $155 and some odd change. This better work!

I have seen results for myself, however, so I think I am making a wise investment. I need to tone anyway. And I need to lose the weight. I just hope it tone the thighs as well. I might make my sister exercise with me. That would be fun. Plus, I need a work out buddy. I might ask a fellow recruit if she seriously would like to do this with me.

Who knows. I have to get it before I can actually decide anything at the moment.

Later! I should shower and go to bed now. Long day tomorrow!

Senior Pictures Done!

So, I went to get my senior pictures done today. It was pretty cool. I will say this: the photographer has no idea that she hit the jackpot when she took us to "China Alley" (or so said the sign). She didn't know my pure obsession for any and all things anime and manga related, or just anything related to the Asian culture in general.

And it was pretty cool. I liked the pictures of me with the books, and the violin pictures were pretty awesome. I might post a picture on here, but probably not. Who knows.

And after pictures? I ran into an old coworker. It was weird. She is the last person I ever expected to run into again, only because I never talked to her, and never really thought much on chatting with her. However, I had thought about her a couple of days ago...creepy... Oh well.

Well, it is almost midnight here where I am. I should probably sign off.

Sayonara! Good night!

Cats and the Star-Spangled Banner

Cats are the evil spawn of the world. Really. They hate me. They know I am allergic to them and yet they come up to me and want to be best buddies with me. As if Mister! You are the reason I have been sneezing all week long, buster!

So in case you did not know. I do not like cats, but cats love me. A little bit too much...

So. Normally, as you may have found out in my last post, I like to stay away from things that make me cry. Today, my friends decided to indirectly bring up the topic that makes me cry. All by saying that the principal wants me to sing at graduation . As if. Everyone at school knows it is going to be one of my friends because said band teacher in previous post has favorites and she is one of the and I am on the I-hate-your-singin-but-I-can't-tell-you-this list. But I would like to sing the Star-Spangled Banner at graduation. By myself. Because for once, I want to show everyone that I can sing just as well as my friend can, and that they need to stop worshiping just a few people and look at the whole range of talented singers at the school. For example, another friend of mine is terrified of singing because she is afraid to be compared to my friend and I. She also thinks that one girl in school who tries to sing Adele should just stop trying. And I honestly agree. She doesn't have the power to do certain lyrics of Rolling in the Deep. And I am also tired of hearing Adele anyway. I am just plain tired of being second rate to the people who the band teacher likes. Because the band teacher is not everyone. He can't decide everything. He is not the almighty judge of music. And, I love my friend (singer friend), but when you insult the one music teacher who thinks I am good, the one teacher who knows the struggles I go through musically because of my music education's blank spots, I am not going to be a happy camper. The band teacher seems to ignore the fact that not all schools have a choir, or a orchestra. Stringed instruments, the classical stringed instruments, are no longer in schools. All they have in schools now is the brass and woodwinds because no one wants to pay the costs of having a highly beneficial program like orchestra in their schools anymore. Because the instruments are a little difficult to learn.

But why can't anyone handle that challenge? Because they are weak. They are afraid to learn something that people used to be able to easily learn in the past because they like the safety of frets and buttons.

Let them be weak.

Emotional Stress Kills

So, I am usually not the type to get sick. In general, I like to think that my immune system is rather capable of fighting off enemies without a problem. But what happens? I feel sick. and it all started yesterday during PE when I ran the mile. First was cramps, which is to be expected when you run a little too fast for your body. I got a good time, but in general, I ran a bit too fast in the first two laps of ten and combined with weaving to get through people to make my time, I just didn't think through my actions those first two laps. So I got a cramp. And when the cramp went away, I suddenly felt like throwing up and I had to get water to keep myself from doing so. But as much as i didn't throw up, I still feel like I am about to loose some bodily organ as of right now. And what makes it worse is that my friends noticed that I don't feel too good. And that makes me feel worse and bad because I am causing them worry and that stresses me out a bit more by causing me to want to puck my non-existent breakfast even more. And I am not the only one feeling the wooziness. Another of my friends is not feeling to hot at the moment either. I am just assuming that something is going around and is making its rounds to everyone.

And to top it off, people keep asking me why I won't go to the band concert on Friday. I don't feel like telling certain people the reason is because certain people that are participating just force me to face the fact that particular people think I am horrible. Yes, everyone says I am an amazing singer, but this year in particular, people just make me feel like I am going to commit music suicide if I bother to sing in public, and it just causes me so much stress, and I am forcing myself to remove me from those situations because it is my  Achilles Heel, and it causes me to by the older brother, and I hate being an older brother. My pastor on Sunday was talking about it on Sunday, and it brought back memories from a previous sermon from a while ago that said to remove yourself from self-depreciating activities and/or people. And I recognized that participating in that particular activity hurt me too much. It showed me that not everyone appreciated how hard I  tried. And really, it hurt me to think that in spite of my talent, I was never going to be good enough for the a-hole who was in charge, because he had favorites, and he knew, deep down, that music is only a hobby and not something I planned to use as an everyday thing. I am just so tired of people taking his side, of telling me that he is only trying to help me. If he was trying to help me, he wouldn't downgrade me in front of everyone then turn around and say, do you still want to do this song, ten minutes after he said he hated the performance of the song, hated when I sung it. That is not is not helping me; that is degrading, and hurtful, and offensive, and just flat out bastardly to do.

So I am thinking that part of the reason I am not feeling well is because of my tendencies to bottle things up inside, to tell myself that I will only hurt feelings if I speak what is on my mind. Emotional stress is a killer.