Welcome to the Family

Today my Mum’s boyfriend saw me completely naked.

Not out of choice, I assume. It was both our faults I guess, I was in the shower, maybe I should have been singing to alert him of my presence, he came in for reasons I can only assume were to do with urination.

Since we don’t have a lock on the bathroom door in our house, the code is, if it it’s closed, someone’s in there. I guess the message hadn’t been passed to Tony.

I’ve drawn an honest representation of what I looked like when I noticed someone was intruding on my shower time…

 

Please Note: Bikini not included.

When I noticed, all I could think to say was…

“Hey.”

Awkward.

His reply?

“Oh…I didn’t know…sorry!”

The amount of people who have accidentally seen me unclothed is becoming alarmingly high.

Oh. God. Why.

Him and my mother have gone to walk to dog, I dread their return. Massive awkward situation involving a distinct lack of eye contact? I assume as much, yes.

New Beginnings…

Apologies for the cheesy title, okay, I’m not THAT sorry. I’ve started a lot of really cool stuff since the last time I posted, and although I risk sounding so cliché, life is going swimmingly. Here’s a breakdown of what I now do with my days and why it’s so epic…

 

1. New Job – Junior Copywriter

So I got a new job, one I wanted for what seemed like forever. I’ve been there a month (I have 3 months probationary period) and I literally love every second of it. My favourite things are…

• Everything

I love everything; getting up earlier, getting home later, thinking about work when I’m not at work, the people, the place, my desk, my job role, my boss, ordering in amazing sandwiches, being shattered from concentrating, everything.

No sarcasm. I have a genuine fear that they’ll sack me because I love it so damn much, I don’t want anything to take it away from me. Ever.

Since I completely resented my previous job, I didn’t know it was possible to actually enjoy work. From counting down the minutes before the end of the day to blinking at a day has passed feels absolutely incredible. As does working for a such a kind, genuine company full of lovely people.

Things I dislike or would change are…

• Nothing

That’s right! Diddly squat. Since changing jobs, I haven’t looked back or regretted it once. Not a single thing.

When I was in primary school, I used to write a lot (of not very good content) and my peers said, “you should be a writer, but actually write about good stuff” and hey, now I get to do that every single day. Right now, in terms of employment, nothing could be better, I want it to stay like this for the foreseeable future please karma!

 

I also won link of the week and got a trophy that will sit on my desk until the honour is given to a different link builder. It was an amazing moment for all involved.

 

2. New Gym

Sadly, I decided my time was up at Ki Fitness, my local gym and moved to the more mainstream one. Not because it’s better, because it’s far from it. I miss my old gym SO much, but because if I choose to stay at my Grandma’s closer to work through the week, there is one close by I can use also.

I went for the first time today and things were a little…strange. I noticed that not many people had a structured work out. Personally, I LOVE knowing what I’m going to do before I go in, it keeps me focussed.

• 30 minutes to an hour of cardio, depending on what I want to work on
• 15 minutes arms, (using those big, bad machines and making funny breathing noises)
• 15 minutes abs (more if necessary)
• 5/10 minutes legs (I neglect these because I like to think they get a good workout on the treadmill and cross trainer)
• 5/10 minutes cool down and stretch session

I miss my old gym. I’ve been a member since it opened and I miss the punch bag, the quiet cardio area, the machines, the people, everything.

BUT, I think my new gym is going to work wonders on my fitness. There are more mirrors, which make me increasingly angry when working out. I am well aware I don’t have weight issues, but there’s nothing more motivating that watching fat jiggle when bouncing around on the treadmill and cross trainer (I avoid the rower, I have a bad back, and I like bike rides int’ countryside)

Luckily, I still have pay as you go membership at my old one 😀 So I think I’ll make a few visits for punch bag sessions to release the inevitable anger when Manchester United lose.

I also found this in the gym when I was doing abs. I freaked out, but I have this new karma mentality so couldn’t kill it. I instead kept him alive and named him Henry. Judging by his size, he’s clearly a regular at the gym, wouldn’t surprise me if he was on the ‘roids too!

 

Anyway, I have yet another shameful story coming up, I’ll schedule that bad boy in for a few days time.

 

Peace x

 

Arch Rival: The Treadmill

The treadmill at Ki Fitness is slowly ruining my life.

I have fallen off it several times, dripped, dribbled, sweated over the rotating floor thing, broken the old one – which was then replaced by one that clearly was seeking revenge, accidentally removed the heart monitor and god knows what else without even knowing.

I’m including it in this blog because it is embarrassing me. It knows my weakness. I have let it win in the meantime by using all the cardio equipment, minus the treadmill.

The truly shameful incident is when I fell off in front of the gym population, as well as having an awkward landing on the wooden flooring, causing a loud bang, so anyone who wasn’t looking before, was definitely looking after that.

It went a little something like this…

Leaving me with some shameful treadmill burns

Anyone who knows how to woo a treadmill, please get in touch A.S.A.P.

Peace x

One For Chris

This is for one of the most under appreciated, hardest working people I know…Chris.

I recognise your hard work.

 

 

You’re welcome.

Fat Photos

I HATE these pictures of me. I never wanted anyone to ever see them, but I figured if I put them on here, it will keep my motivation going at the gym. This is me back in college, and it’s a little shout out to myself that the days of eating junk and not gaining wait are long gone.

I’m pretty happy to say I’m longer this weight any more, and I am to get back to my baby weight before summer. Joking. But yeah, little shout out to anyone wanting to diet…do it. So far, I’ve lost about a stone since being all healthy and shit. Well…I fell off the wagon 2 weeks ago when I went on holiday and am too scared to weigh myself again…but yes. I feel awesome about myself now. Still a long way to go, apparently spare tyres only move when you hammer the cardio endlessly and have a strict diet (New Mission).

So these are the before pictures and a little pledge to myself that I will never let myself get in such a tubby state again.

 

Aircraft spotted…

 

Coming in for landing…

I also just want to clarify that this is NOT an attention seeking post where I bitch about my weight and crave sympathy and complements. That’s not what this is about…this time. The post regarding embarrassing stories…sympathy would be much appreciated for those please…

 

Peace

Overhearing Someone Bitching About You…

This I believe is probably the most awkward situation in the world. It’s happened to me twice in my entire life. The first I didn’t emerge until they had gone to refrain from the shame, but the second time (last Wednesday) I had a bit to drink I thought the awkwardness would be EXCELLENT.

So, I’ll begin at the start of the night. It was a Wednesday night and I was escorting my buddy Sam on date. When the amazing Hannah Sykes turned up, we ventured to Harvey’s which is like an over priced, but best venue in Darlington. So a while back I fell out with some girl (artistic differences) and I was pretty mad at her for some things she said (purposely being brief) any how, as I was dancing the night away, I accidentally bumped into her and quickly apologised before realising it was her…first awkward moment. Then we had a “Oh, I’m sorry for everything” and then “Yeah me too” and I was all like, feeling better about the situation.

Any way! I’ll get on with it. Pretty much immediately after I went to the toilet, alone. I do this, because I’m a lone wolf. So, as the below diagram displays, I was in the cubicle, minding my own business when I hear the very same person enter the room. So proceeded to describe to her friends the incredibly awkward situation me and her just had.

What do you do in this situation? Enlighten me? I had the choice of staying in the cubicle until she left, but I wouldn’t really know how long that would be and I don’t like feeling weak and walked-over. So I took the second option of walking out and facing her…poor lass.

So I exited the cubicle and our eyes met in what I will always now know as the mirror of awkwardness. But since I had to walk past her and had consumed a few Southern Comforts and Lemonades by this point, I couldn’t help but laugh out loud at the TERRIBLENESS of this situation.

So my advice would be, if you ever get caught in this circumstance, is to walk straight out there since you’re not the one at fault. I believe the majority won’t get in this situation since I seem to pick up enemies in Darlington here there and every where.

Shamefulness? For me? 2/10 – I’m proud of my actions to make her feel awkward as fuck.
For her? 11/10 – That would have CRUSHED me if I did that!

P.S. I’m aware of my spelling error.

Guess Who’s Back?

Hello Avid Fans (Laura, possibly Jen)

Sorry I have neglected my blog for so long, I guess I have been rather busy lately. On the up side, I’m back now to rock your world with more excellent facts, stories and breaking news from the life of Sarah MacLeod.

Today is the first day of 2012, and my resolution is to be healthier (a typical resolution) and secondly to sort my shit out in terms of everything. Jobs, finances, social outings and trying new things. I feel it is finally time. Any how, I’m going to bash out some shocking stories that will hopefully make all readers (all two of you) cringe and cry with sorrow.

Peace x

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2

This was probably the most incredible Harry Potter film out so far. Words don’t justify its greatness. From start to finish it was fantastic. The opening scene with Alan Rickman was the perfect way to start. Him, along with Maggie Smith together made this film absolutely sensational. Definitely the best acting in comparison to the other films, just action packed greatness.

Yes, there are some scenes where you think “Uhhh! This did NOT happen in the book?!” but you get that at the end of every film, it never does live up to the book, how can they?

Definitely my favourite film so far.

This has made me notice how often I go to the cinema. I’m going to go with twice a week on average. I am there A LOT.

So this has inspired me to start a film review blog when ever I get chance to actually make it…

BUZZIN’

Anyway, worth staying up til 3.00am, worth the money, lives up to the hype, so perfect.

WATCH IT

thanks

Desire Returns…

so my baby broke.

I was GUTTED.

It didn’t really break fully, just software bugs that frustrated me so much I sent it for repair. After some intense reading on forums, I’ve found a few solutions to the problems and they do help.

So my glitch was it kept switching into car mode at any opportunity. This mainly affected calls and the dialler because speaker phone was automatically always turned on. Frustrating to say the least.

Car mode was easily turned off by hitting “press to exit” on the drag down, but it KEPT coming up. So my good friend Terence found that if you add the ‘car dock’ widget to your home screen (i didnt even know this widget existed either!) its found under widget – settings (little drop down option) . There you can turn off auto launch which can temporarily stop it.

Im pretty sure that mine faulted after getting the charger area a bit dusty and dirty. yeah, my phone really is that sensative. Ive read up that gently cleaning it out can sort it out too, and it stops thinking there is a car dock attached.

Awesome.

So auto rotate would not turn off. For that, I had to send it away sadly. 😦 boo!

but it depends. I had to send it away because I had the latest software installed, i dare say if i did an update if one was available, it would have fixed itself because that is what o2 was suggesting. Blag.

Any how, if you have the latest software installed and all that, then the only option is to send it away. Its fixed by a forced reinstallation of the current software. Now its working perfectly. So good to have it back I wont lie.

I still stand by the opinion that HTCs are the best phones out there. I phones and blackberrys suck balls in comparison. I say this after having a fair good play on both phones too.

I got a bad boy samsung zinnia as my loan phone. Sensational battery life, slow as hell, but awesome for texting.

Shameful Stories Part III

Automatic Toilet Doors

On my travels, I recently hit Paris, it was awesome apart from one, horribly shameful incident. In my opinion, this easily racks up a 10 on the 1-10 shameful scale.
So for a bit of background, Paris (as well as other big European Cities I believe) have these awesome toilet pod things…

the root of all that is evil

So yeah, thats them. Basically, they are so ‘awesome’ because they thoroughly like wash themselves and proper rinse themselves down, as well as having automatic doors etc. Anyone got an idea as to where this story is going yet…?

So its Noon on a hot spring day, and I am seriously desperate for the toilet. I’m not usually keen on public facilities, but this time, I really did not care. I soon located a toilet pod in the middle of a main shopping street and was massively relieved. There was a few what seemed to be school groups hanging around but there was no actual queue, so I was on those toilets like a tramp on chips…

I get in, and instantly, an automated voice begins talking French to me, I notice a button with a mouth on, so I press it, hoping it’ll turn to English. No such luck. I repeatedly press the symbol for close door, it doesn’t seem keen, but it eventually submits and closes slowly, sheltering me from the crowds outside.

As I then prepare to get down to business, the French voice continues to talk, I’m English, I am not letting it stop me doing what I need to do. I begin to lower myself to the seat, finally, the moment of relief is here…

Suddenly, there is what only can be described as a pressure release noise, like something off doctor who or what a UFO would sound like if it was opening, and then the door opened…exposing me to a crowd of around 30 teenage girls.

Witnessing my pride and dignity crumble before me in a matter of seconds, I promptly dive back up, sort my self out and go to the door. These teenage lasses are finding it pretty funny. I beckon my mum from the distance, but instead, these teenage French girls think I am calling them…WHY WOULD I?!

A group of about 5 girls come over to me, I say sheepishly in my mild Yorkshire accent “hi…errr….do you errrr….know how the errr…door works?”
As I was saying this, the door then begins to close, and then immediately open, I never did get an answer, just hysterical French laughter…

I then felt myself getting pretty embarrassed, which rarely happens, and then quickly stumbled out of there muttering “err yeah…it’s clearly broken…”
Which was of course received my more laughter…which I continued to hear as I swiftly made my way far down the street…

Never going back there…

Enjoy…

the toilet incident