{"id":1280,"date":"2011-12-01T03:00:57","date_gmt":"2011-12-01T09:00:57","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/roxannemodafferi.net\/RBlog\/?p=1280"},"modified":"2011-12-01T03:11:42","modified_gmt":"2011-12-01T09:11:42","slug":"blah-blah-yack-yack","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/roxannemodafferi.net\/RBlog\/2011\/12\/01\/blah-blah-yack-yack\/","title":{"rendered":"blah blah yack yack"},"content":{"rendered":"

I’ve been down all week. Last Saturday, I bit my tongue so hard that it bled so much, and I got two really bad sores on them. I could barely talk, and it’s hardly healing! Talking is my job, so every day is agony. I have to pronounce stuff for people, and it hurts so much I feel dizzy, especially when eating. I can’t eat crunchy stuff. Salt stings so much. I have to boil all my vegetables. I can’t believe it’s almost been a week and it’s still not better. <\/p>\n

Plus, I’m coming down with a cold, so all week I was dragging myself through the days. I’m so mad I had to put off my trial weight-cut. -_- And on Monday, my neck started hurting again, so all week my neck was in constant pain.<\/p>\n

You might think I’m wining and complaining, but I’m just stating the facts of how it’s been for me lately. I know that I’m human, and I’ll heal. I’ll get better. And I’ll do it all over again. I know the risks when I put on the gloves. I know my neck can get wrenched or twisted or broken or whatever. I know I get sick easily, but I choose to exert myself anyway. I’m just so tired of being tired and hurt all the time. But just because someone is tired doesn’t mean one stops doing it. lol why not stop life, in that case?<\/p>\n

I KNOW that I got stronger, and I know I’m on the right track. I know what’s wrong with my training, and I’m trying to fix it. I have some ideas. I’m working on it. <\/p>\n

I went to the gym in the morning, but on the way, ate SO MUCH JUNK FOOD, I’m disgusted with myself. I got to the gym and barely worked out…. I thought the MMA room would be empty but a class started after I did a round of jumpropes, so I had to leave. Disapointed in myself. -_-; <\/p>\n

Even though I wanted to go home, I went to Kudo Seikkotsuin this afternoon and the Master Mihara-san helped me losen up again. He’s really quite remarkable. He said, “Ah, your shoulders are hunching in again and it’s pulling on your neck.” *massage massage twist press rotate rotate* *15 minutes later*
\nHim: “How’s that?”
\nMe: “HOLY CRAP!” \ud83d\ude00 \ud83d\ude00<\/p>\n

So that was good. I then stopped at a new mall on my way home, but I got really lonely. I used to explore shops with my mom. \ud83d\ude41 I wish my mom were here. I wish my dad were here. boo boo they’re not here, so suck it up, Roxy. I’ll get to see them for Christmas.
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\nThis is my mom! From two years ago when she visited me in Japan. I’m posting this because Mom is awesome and has an answer to everything. She has amazing powers, for example, the ability to say wise quotes on command. I was like, “Mom, say something wise.” And she was like, “What? Oh, honey…I dunno. Whatever happens, don’t view it as good or bad but an opporunity to learn something. Make it a positive thing. It’s our reactions to things that determine the outcome.”
\nI was like, “Holy crap, that WAS wise. Good job, Mom.” lol <\/p>\n

I wish I could go to the AACC tonight, but I’m upset and sick and my neck hurts and I’m too negative, so I’m gonna sit on my butt and watch Harry Potter. SO there.
\nGo Go Angela Lansbury!
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