sicko

I sit here feeling incredibly sick. I feel like complaining. The day is kind of shitty, I haven't done any work that I promised I would do but guess what... last night was so much fun!!!! And Amy took some hilarious pictures of me, which when / if she posts them on FB, I will repost them here. Ryan and I had a good hearty talk, and when I passed out Zig drew inappropriate things on my arms with his art pens. Good night! And a big thanks to James for driving me home. I was paranoid the whole 2 minutes of the drive that I rolled down the window but then I got very cold so I was caught between the open and not open window choice, it made the car ride hell. I remember I met this guy last night and had a talk with him, and he said his name probably 3 times and yet I can't remember what his name was... oh well.
I have absolutely nothing to blog about because my brain is dead and I am just killing time before Jordyn gets here with my Popsicle and my pizza and I can comfortably be a slob until 9pm when I will have to get out and go film. Oh life.. sometimes it is so hard.
I realized a few days ago that I can't decide whether I am satisfied with my height or if I hate it. Some days I just really wish I was taller. Like when I wanted to try modelling when I lived in Prague and wanted a simple job. This one agency we found had really ugly girls on their webpage so their standards were looooow but unfortunately the height requirement is always so high, it's unreachable for a person who is 5'3-5'4. Other days I am really like being short and small because it makes me cute and different. And I can wear anything and not be afraid that it's gonna look weird on my long body. Come to think of it, there are very few clothes that I can't pull off, the main one being STRAPLESS shirts/dresses. Because my shoulders are just the wrong proportions for it.
Being short means I have a short torso, but thankfully I have long legs (for my size) so it's not so awkward. I think it would be so much worse if I had short legs and a long torso... haha! It would just look incredibly funny. Being short means I can't reach anything on shelves, I always need to stand on a chair, or ask someone to help. I don't have to lower my head walking down the stairs in Ihouse, but people like Ryan have to!!! Haha. But I think that for me, I would love to be 5'7. That's the best height, I think. I guess if I would have done sports when I was still growing, I would have been able to be taller, especially if I played volleyball or something. But instead of doing sports I had extra German classes and extra drawing/painting classes, so it's all fine. At least I swim now, that's the most exercise I've gotten since I stopped playing floorball in school. They call it something else in this country, I don't remember what.
Swimming is so beautiful. The movement of bodies through the water is just so graceful, and (proper)swimmer bodies are so lean and gorgeous. Swimming is relaxing, it's not degrading like running or something where you get as red as a tomato and sweat profusely. Swimming is one motion, the body makes one motion with all the muscles. Oh yeah, swimming trains all your muscles and it's easy on your joints too. If I was an animal that lives in the water, I'd want to be a 1. whale 2. seal 3. deep-water scary creature. Whales are soooooo beautiful and full of grace and just completely gorgeous. Their slow movements, they are like big patient gods. They are incredible. And they are damn smart too. Seals are fun and beautiful too, and deep-water creatures are just so fascinating!!
This post is going in no direction. I am just really hungry and I can't wait for that pizza mmmmmmmmmm so hungry I could eat a vegetarian. hhaha.