Wednesday, July 1, 2015

What All I Told My Personal Trainer

Typically, it's the hair dresser and your best friends who know your life story. Maybe even a stranger on your flight across country. But for me, it was my one-free-session with my personal trainer. 

Why not my hair dresser? I have two, my aunt and my mom's co-worker. I can tell my aunt anything, but I also have to be careful about dirty details because she could report back to mom, and my mom's coworker is a chatty-kathy, so if I bring up the slightest thing about my life she runs off on a tangent for the majority of the trim. 

And my best friends already know my life story, plus everything that goes through my daily life. 

So, what did I tell my personal trainer?

Weight gain: I can't do it. As much as I eat my metabolism doesn't want me any where near my goal weight. Now, now, before you jump me for talking about weight gain instead of weight loss. There's two sides to every story. I'm out of shape and have no upper body strength, I don't eat as healthy as I wish I would, I have insecurities from bullying (about how skinny I am) in high school.

Getting to the gym will hopefully help me get into shape and gain some muscle weight. Hopefully it'll help me get motivation into eating better, because my answer to "what do you want for dinner?" is almost always pizza.

I told her about wanting to move out of my parents house - all about how I'm trying to find a place in PB near my job and friends, but about how it's hard leaving a rent free room that comes with a washer/dryer, dinner on the table (when I actually come home for it), free cable and wifi, etc etc.

I even told her about wanting to get on the pill - she had recommended protein shakes or protein pills, and that made me feel like a body builder. So, why not go with the pill that's going to help me gain weight, clear up my skin, and lighten my period? 

I also told her about not being able to do a push-up confidently, having absolutely no knowledge about using the machines, not exactly sure which weight to use for arm curls, and not being able to run further than a block without hyperventilating.

She gave me loads of advice on specific workouts, informed me on how to use some of the machines for back workouts, proved to me that I have great balance on a bosu ball, and enough confidence to go to the gym with Sarah up to four times a week! But not enough confidence to go alone...

So what did I get out of all this? A piece of paper with her ratings for more sessions and an award vibe every time I see her at the gym for not having signed up for anymore sessions. 

Wednesday, June 24, 2015

Guess Who's Back?

Well hello there! I've disappeared once again, but low and behold, I'm back, again. In my defense, two friends of Heather's have moved in with us for the summer (one was here last summer and for the other, it's her first trip to 'Murica), so we've all been hanging out on the beach and celebrating summer!

So, to make things easy, let's do yet again another weekend recap - and when I say weekend recap, I'm scrolling through the latest pictures in my phone and just telling you about'em.

Don't hate me! Hopefully soon enough I'll start blogging more about my life and not just weekend recaps and my love life.

Falling in love with the San Diego State campus before the fall semester even starts. 

Looked through a bunch of old baby pictures for a Father's Day post and found this little gem! I couldn't help but love that my dad was the one to teach me so much in life. My love for Elvis Presley, the beach culture, curiosity the size the universe, our similarities and differences, and apparently my love for orange ceramic fish!

For the picture above and below: my momma is out in Argentina for the week and these are a couple pictures she's sent me. I absolutely adore how happy she and her best friend look in the picture above, my mom is the one in the back (they've been best friends for 20+ years, her best friend is originally from Argentina). The picture below I love for the building in the background and just how adorably cute my mom is! 

And here we are with our latest karaoke night pictures! (Above and the few below) That's Heather in the picture above, btw! 

 Left to right: Me (obvi), Máire, Heather, Aoife

And can't end a post without the cuteness that is Raskal!


Thursday, June 11, 2015

Love Lost, Education Gained

My love life may in shambles, but everything else in my life seems to be falling into place, and I seriously can't complain. Not only did I just graduate last month, but I got into San Diego State!!! SDSU has been my number one school for past couple years, I didn't apply last year due to thinking I was going to be a fashion major - SDSU doesn't have a fashion program. However, since I've changed my major to something so common, something so impacted, I applied to SDSU last fall...and didn't get in. However, I appealed because loads of local transfer kids don't get into SDSU on their first try (everyone kind of assumes it's because the school wants to let all the eager freshmen and out-of-state students in so they can make tons of money), but get in if and when they appeal. So, I didn't get in yet I appealed, and got in!

I'm sorry, I'm totally blabbering about this - I'm just so excited! As fun as moving to LA seemed (not entirely sarcastic), I'm so happy to be staying in San Diego with my friends and family. I'm still looking into moving out of my parents house, officially, but now I don't have the pressure of finding a place in a city I've no clue about or having to save up enough money for rent for a couple months. 

Now I'm just coasting through summer, saving as much as possible, but doing as much as possible!

The latest summer adventures:
Lucky piercing number 7! The top one, it's a forward helix (I think!) and it hurt so much, seriously either I'm a wuss for pain or it just seriously hurt, a lot. 
Out at Backyard in PB for Mike's birthday, he's not pictured due to him being blacked out and running off, this was also the day I was accepted into SDSU, so I was celebrating that too! 
Grease/Greece night at karaoke this past Monday, I chose to go as a girl version of a "T" Bird's - minus the hair since 50's hairstyles seriously look like the hardest thing to do. 
Raskal waiting to go on his walk.  
Very random and hung over picture of a friend at brunch! 
El Nino (hurricane [?] in Baja, Mexico) has sent some gloomy but humid weather to San Diego

Friday, June 5, 2015

What I Would Say

If you were to leave tomorrow, I wouldn't know what to say. I wouldn't know how to act around you. I'd want to hold your hand on the way to the airport and give you the biggest hug goodbye. Trying not to cry, trying not to show you all the emotions I've bottled up and have tried to hide from you, from everyone, from myself.


What am I supposed to do with you gone? Who am I going to scare while they're sleeping, who am I going to go to breakfast with almost every Tuesday morning, who's laundry am I going to fold because they don't care enough to do it themselves, who am I going to make fun of for peeing just about everywhere but the bathroom when they black out?

I'm going to miss you so much. Out of everything we've been through, you're still my best friend. I love you tons and care about you so much. I wish you the best and can't wait to see you again when I come out for study abroad! 

I care about you so much as a person. I love you so much as a friend, with all my heart. I understand why our ups had downs, I understand that our lives are headed in different directions - on different continents. I just want you to know that I don't regret any of it, I may only be 22 and so adamant on making mistakes (and being okay with making mistakes) but I can't regret something that once made me smile. 

And you my dear friend have made me smile way more times than I could possibly count. From your frighten faces when I scare you awake, our stupid drunken jokes and late night burritos, playing Friends on Heads Up, to waking up next to you and your hand in mind.  I love you so much as person, as my friend. 

I think that's what caught me by surprise, after everything started I still wanted to treat you as a friend. When my parents were arguing, you were the one I chose to call, not because I'd started to develop feelings for you, but because you were my friend. When I wasn't sure of what to do with my future, I talked to you and heard you loud and clear when you said I should follow my dreams and not someone else's. 

Our lives may be on separate paths but there's no chance in hell I'm ever letting you go. I fought for you as more than a friend because I can't picture my life without you. Not because I have feelings for you, not because I genuinely enjoy our nights together, our little moments behind closed doors. But because you're my best friend, and if this letter doesn't explain to you how much I love you as a friend and a person, than I'm at a loss for words.

I love you B, I can't wait to see you in Ireland. 
This may be one of the hardest goodbye's I'll ever have to endure.
Loosing a best friend to distance is hard, but I'll fight for our friendship far harder than you'd think I would.
When I said I can't picture my life without you, I wasn't joking. These past two years have been a whirlwind. 
I've not only made an unforgettable friendship with you but an incredible one with your sister as well. 
I'll miss you both, and I'll see you soon.

All my love,

Thursday, June 4, 2015

Lovely Lina

Hola! Hello! And whatever other hello comes to mind, welcome to the new and improved SoCal'd Mermaid or should I say the Lovely Lina. Yes, I've changed my name but not my URL! Due to financial circumstances (a girl's got bills to pay) I'm keeping the SoCal'd Mermaid URL for now.

And why did I change my blog name URL you may be wondering? Well, it's pretty simple. Even though my life is still pretty beachy and all, the name of my blog didn't feel right. It sounds like a blog for someone who blogs about yoga, traveling to incredible beaches around the world, surfing and other beach stuff. And, I don't post about that stuff. I haven't ever posted anything about yoga, I did post a few posts about some beaches in Mexico I've been to, definitely posted my video from my last surf session, and yes I do post about beach stuff - but I mainly post about my every day life with my friends, my love life, school or work.

So why not change my name to something personal? A nickname I acquired at work, from genuine friends I've actually written about here in this blog. So, why the hell not? Personal, something mine. Just like this little corner of the internet is personal and mine. 

The Lovely Lina - ps, this entire new blog design was made by the ever so awesome Rachel!