Hello Tumblr. I don’t know why I felt compelled to show my face.
Off to a ’90s themed party tonight! Rocking the graffiti leggings, Nirvana tank top, oversized colorful shirt & hoop earrings. Yeah I know I have to clean my room.
I clearly decided to get ~super attractive~ for my Friday night in.
I have such bad cramps/backpain that I decided that I’d spend this Saturday night being a bum in my Jack Skellington fuzzy pjs, drinking wine and watching tv. My life is so interesting- I know.
After sparring Muay Thai today. It was mad crazy- I totally felt like shit, both physically and technically. I spent 9 hours in college, didn’t eat much, didn’t sleep much and went straight to training. I was tired after doing grappling and Judo work but I figured some “light sparring” would be good.
HOLY SHIT. No bueno. I kept getting my ass kicked, especially towards the end. I kept getting thrown, and as much as I wanted to just lie there and catch my breath- I had to force myself to get back up and keep fighting. I mean, my partners were tired as well- which was probably the problem, because when two people are tired & gassed, they have less control. And since I was the smaller person fighting more advanced people, it definitely was not good for me.
I lost a contact in the beginning so I couldn’t see properly and my hair came undone so it was all in my face.
Then I got nicely kicked in the lip. I was bleeding and my instructor was like “Divya come here, let me check that out”, but I ignored him & kept fighting till the end of the round.
I honestly don’t think I’m good at anything- but I do everything I can to not give up; to keep pushing on regardless of how shitty I feel. That’s got to count for something in life right?
My Hello Kitty sunglasses make me feel like a child. But I love them anyways.
I love my new planner that I got from Sanrio. I hope this year my ADHD ass gets more organized! I think if I work on being less scattered then I can be better in all areas of my life- whether it’s school, training etc. etc. I hope that if I set goals/make to do lists and actually follow through with them I’ll be more productive with my time and get more shit done. I cannot change the amount of hours in the day- but I can change how I use them.
Waitin’ & bumpin’ Josh Barnett’s metal Spotify playlists. He’s the only one who noticed that my blog title is named after a Control Denied album. I listen to all different types of genres, but I think I’ll always have a soft spot for metal.
Of course two of my hardest classes (anatomy/physiology & computer science) would have their finals on the same day- this Monday. I am more screwed than a hooker in a whorehouse.
Wu-Tang Clan + Grappling= my loves ❤ ❤ ❤
I am totally self conscious about my eyes. I know that sounds totally fucking stupid because that’s my most complimented feature but quite honestly I hate them (amongst other things). Perhaps it stems from the teasing (about my eyes) that I endured when I was younger from my classmates. But I am constantly wearing eye makeup when I go out. Even when I am training, I still have remnants of MAC powerpoint eye pencil lining my eyes (waterproof makeup FTW right?).
However, I realized that I can never really change my eyes. I can however, attempt to change my perception of them. So I have challenged myself to go a week without wearing any eye makeup. Because it is a total waste of my thought process to hate something about myself that can’t be modified. I should put my thoughts & energy into positive changes.
It’s been so freezing in my house that I have been wearing my winter jacket from when I lived in Massachusetts.
Hello awesome followers. This is my face.
