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Bombarded with Mustangs

Bombarded with Mustangs

In a week, the world will end I’ll finally start my holidays! Only, it’ll be more like ‘work’ for me. I’ve just started writing my new book so I’ll be working on that, while hunting for jobs. Sigh, I’m work obsessed. But that counter (2.3 years left!) isn’t going to wait for me to make enough dough.

Anyway, I went to my [sixth?] Krav Maga lesson on Thursday. Some of the members weren’t there, so we didn’t learn those James Bond-like rolls. Instead, we were taught how to punch. First we were made to run around a circle and punch this pad whenever we went past it; yeah, it hurt like hell. After he taught us how to do it properly, I think everyone was surprised. You have to squeeze your fist as tight as you can, and put your thumb at the side of your fist, not pointing out or in. And punch with your index finger and middle finger knuckles leading.

It was kind of embarrassing at some point when the instructor asked us to come out one by one and punch left whenever he shouted “left!” and vice versa. Everyone did it properly, but when it was my turn, I started maniacally punching left when he shouted right. That was a big face-palm moment.

For now, one of my biggest frustrations is my mother’s Reader’s Digest magazines. Although they’re made for older people, I find them incredibly addicting. What’s annoying is how with every issue you’re sure to get a bunch of green papers falling out, exciting you for a while as you think it’s money. Nope. It’s actually as fake as monopoly money.


In other news, my dad requested me to download him Poker Stars on my iPad (which I don’t really use anymore due to its brainwashing), bringing back wonderful poker memories. Sigh. I should start playing again. I mean, it’ll be really useful if I’m low on money and come across a bar in the middle of Texas one day! Back on topic, I also looked through my old iPad photos and pictures. I was bombarded with Ford Mustangs. Where the hell did I find them from? Now, there don’t seem to be any good ones on the internet.

I’m going to go now and put images in my other post from Tuesday since I didn’t have time then. Bye 🙂


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Posted by on December 15, 2012 in Daily Life, Everything


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The Indiana Jones Diagnosis

The Indiana Jones Diagnosis

I’ve had plenty of obsessions over the many years of childhood.

I remember being around three years old and wanting to be a tortoise. My mother used to tie pillows to my back, I kid you not. A few years later, when I broke my leg (and I lied to the doctor that it wasn’t broken, leading to no cast, leading to it still hurting almost 8 years later), I really wanted to be able to fly. I actually made my religious grandma pray to God to give me a ‘flying ability’.

I used to paint a lot when I was a little kid. All those days spent against the radiator, drawing and painting and sketching paid off, because even though I don’t do so any more, they enhanced my skills and I still have them. I planned a drawing contest with a guy once, when I was eleven-years-old. We were supposed to bring our best drawings in. I brought the BEST thing I’d done: a parrot painting, and some other drawings. Like a whole damn folder. The guy didn’t bring anything. Lol.

Writing was also a priority for me. I used to write stories for everything. I’m sure I’ve told you guys this, but when my dad announced he was going to buy ice-cream for the first time in like two years, I wrote a story about a girl and her imaginary friend, who was called…wait for it…cream-ice. Groan.

Those stories progressed to making blogs (my very first one was a Club Penguin one — everyone had one! Unfortunately, the game changed too much now), and after them, I started writing longer tales. I’ve finished two manuscripts now, and one is in its second draft! Anyway, I started this blog a few years later after the CP obsession (which I was too old for, anyway xD).

Now, my next obsession will span through my whole life. What could it be? I’ll give you a clue: every kid wants to be him. You probably guessed from the title…but…it’s Indiana Jones!

God, I was so obsessed with him! I watched Indy 4 (lots of people hated it, but I was also obsessed with Shia Labeouf back then — oh jeez, I was only ten) with my dad, then I was off. I got the books for Christmas, and the handbook and journal as well.

Doesn’t everybody want to be like Indy? A rugged adventurer? Well, all the little boys wanted to. I’m like the only girl that prefers adventures and guns over make up and flowers (even though I’ve been taking a liking to slightly more girly stuff these days — hormones, what are you doing?). The chipping of one of my teeth just confirmed how stupidly boisterous I can be. Just look at the sidebar pictures, for God’s sake! (I should totally add Indy to it)

This is full size because you should admire the manliness Jones radiates.

You don’t want to underestimate Indiana Jones Syndrome. It hits you like a rock. I still want to be like him, damn it! A lot of people think he was based on this guy called Roy Chapman Andrews. He was an explorer, adventurer and lead a series of investigations through the Gobi desert once, I think. He was deathly scared of snakes too.

Another movie-man I really love is Blondie!!! Oh, wait, you don’t know him? Hmm…

The Good, the Bad and the Ugly is like my favorite movie along with Indy. There are two types of people in the world, my friend. Those who watch awesome movies and have awesome heroes, and those who spend their life on their BlackBerrys and do nothing productive (aka, the rest of my generation).

I swear, I’m doomed. Just looked at the under 20s walking the streets these days. Baggy jeans, ugly hats, stupid damn music, crazy clothes, rotten attitudes and useless slang terms. I’m totally doomed. All the boys in my generation have gone girly!! I’ll never find a husband (unless I time travel and meet Indy along in some adventure)!

Me and my Zeppelin and Mustang and adventures and old movies and God knows what. I don’t even know if I’m supposed to be like other people, or they’re supposed to be like me. I guess I’m just not as brainwashed. I mean, not to boast but, I’m the only one in my class that has actually worked out and had an apple in her life. Some people haven’t even read a book. Some people can’t even tell the time. You see why I’m so worried about getting married?

Before I go, let me tell you I borrowed a Spanish book from the library today. A book in Spanish, and I understand a bit! Squee!!! Anyway, bye for now 🙂

PS. Let me just insert a poll here…

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Posted by on September 29, 2012 in Daily Life, Everything


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What should my surname be?

Hey everyone!

I know, I haven’t posted in novemdicillion vigintillion googol centillion googolplex years (valid numbers, I swear). I guess I’v run out of excuses for my departure :/ But oh well, let’s move on!

Bank holiday Monday is tomorrow, so I guess there’s a day off for me! Yay! I can do pointless things like watching 50 more Desperate Housewives episodes! Well, what I’m planning to do is mope around on the dusty corners of the internet, searching for appropriate surnames.

You see, I’v just finished writing my first (very) short book. It’s around 75 pages (36 in Word I think), and it’s this weird tale of this kid who travels back in time to Ancient Egypt. Wooo. I’v had this idea since I was 9 years old (I used to trail around the living room with a backpack, trying to force myself into the character of a lost adventurer).

I think it’s pretty good, and I’d publish it if it wasn’t so short. So I’ve looked into the jolly idea of self-publishing on Lulu! All was great until I stumbled upon the impossible task of finding a pen name. Changing the spelling of my first name to ‘Lydia’ (which is spelt another awesomer way, btw), I could not think of a surname AT ALL. I literally sat around willing myself to think of one for a few weeks, and NOTHING CAME UP. I was actually about to give up and call myself Lydia Noname at one point.

In other news, yesterday I was peacefully trying to charge my iPad with my brain, when this LOUD LOUD LOUD noise kept on getting LOUDER near my window. It sounded like a damn plane about to crash!! I’m not kidding, I was literally praying for God to spare me. It turned out the thing was a fighter jet, practicing for the London Olympics.

Hey! This is my first post from the computer after a few posts from my iPad! It’s good to be back here! Maybe I should name my computer…I name everything that exists. Like that jet up there is now called Barry. But now I want my computer to be called Barry…hmm. Ok, the plane can be Barry F-462 (since all planes have names like that).

I’m gonna go before I expose more of my madness onto this post…bye!

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Posted by on May 6, 2012 in Daily Life, Everything


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