I am slightly OCD over certain things. one of them being chemicals in 'beauty products' and in food. This raises a problem when you bring a new set of particular shampoo/conditioner to your thirdworldy island. only to have that shampoo/conditioner more-or-less-poison you through a non-chemical poison. forcing you to get rid of it. and thus brings me to ration off the last of my 'healthy' shampoo. its a sad moment in a girl’s life when she is standing in the shower filling up the empty shampoo bottle with water, shaking it, hoping to get just a little more out of that poor bottle, pouring foamy water on her head in place of a good lather. This sad girl happens to be me. Trust me - I looked at every single effing bottle of shampoo they have stocked here. and every single one has sodium-laryl-sulfate plus a half-million other badshit indgrients. and I just can NOT bring myself to buy it. I just can't. I've had it in my hand. Standing in the aisle being all 'come on it won't kill you... at least not right away... it will be fine... it is a known skin irritant though... and may cause hair loss... shit... my skin hates me so obviously it would be even more pissed off if I let this touch it...nooo I'm sure it will be fine... go to the check out... don't think about it...NO I can't do it!!"
Then I get heart burn. And throw the bottle back on the self. Tell all the shampoos they are all assholes and can suckit. Turn and walk away.
I'm sure people have seen me do this. And obviously they stop and watch the batshitcrazy girl in the grocery store having an angry conversation with the shampoo. Full disclosure. This also happens in the peanut butter aisle. Even though I have checked close to 394 times, I still look at the ingredients and see added hydrogenated oils and sugar and salt and I'm all "you bastard!!! Why would you do that to yourself!?!"
On another note - I've seen way too many of those HORRID, disgusting, offensive, nauseating 'five-finger-sock-running-shoes' that certain guys insist on wearing. I do not understand them. Apparently they are supposed to be good for running? Fine – whatever, but why then do these people wear them on just an average day. I thought I left behind the days of stomach-turning-shoe choices burning my eyes when I said goodbye to the socks-and-birkenstock-wearing-sweedhearts of Victoria. It appears this may be a life long battle my eyes have to go through.
Your toes look stupid all separated like that. And you as an entire person look. Ridiculous. And not the good kind.
So I had my practical exams on Tuesday. Mini 3 (cardio/respiratory) was yesterday (Wednesday). Now I just have to study for the final and I’m home free. I have never been so excited for winter in my entire friggin life. I want it all. The snow. The cold. The Christmas lights. Decorated tree. Gingerbread lattes. Fireplace. If it is in the book of cliché Christmas traditions, you can bet your toned ass I will be partaking.
However, they may be a potential bump in place for the journey home. You see, Liat, the carribean ‘airline’ (they pretend to be at least. I’m pretty sure their CEO is satan trying to ruin peoples lives) has gone on strike. Yes, all their pilots called in sick. No flights. So I am reaching out to you all for some extra prayers they resolve this before Wednesday. Otherwise I’m effed. OR, if you happen to know a helicopter pilot or any other type of pilot that just happens to be in the Caribbean… you let me know. Maybe get me lifelifted out of here. I’m pretty sure this constitutes an emergency situation.
Anyway, this post was kinda all over the place cause I started it on one train of thought. Then forgot about it for a bit, tried to pick it back up. If it appears schizo that may be why.
Keep the airline shiznit in mind and think good thoughts. Send out those prayers.
Back to studying.
xoxo
