New template and commitment issues.

It seems I have a problem with commitment, not in the traditional, relationship sense. In the 'everything in my life' sense.

I have been a TERRIBLE blogger and have lacked in the writing department for quite some time now. Every time a sudden rush of bloggery hits me, I am without computer or time, which blows. Also, its been slightly disconcerting that no one really reads my blog. And if people do, I don't really know it because no one comments on my stuff. But that's really besides the point. I want to be more committed to this blog and to other things in my life as well.

School deserves WAY more commitment than it has been given. I need to study more and catch up on the cluster-fuck of readings I have piling up every monday and wednesday. On the bright side though, I have been going to the gym at the end of each scholastic day (i.e every monday and wednesday at 4) and I'm feeling quite proud of myself.

On a way shittier note, I frequented the local bronzage (by local I mean I live in ville st-laurent and I drive to st-dorthee in order to bronze myself for $6, any amount of minutes) and being italian and dark skinned, I thought ten minutes would be safe. Also, I've been to this particular salon many, many times, but have not been in a span of approximately 5 months. I left Saturday morning feeling warm and tan. A slight redness occurred on my chest but this is very typical and I thought nothing of it. As the day progressed, the area became increasingly sensitive and began to hurt. The redness got worse, along with the sensitivity of the area. I finally decided to go to the clinic on Monday during my break and alas, I have a first degree burn on my chest from a bronzage machine! I am completely baffled. Today is day 1 of 7 for doctor prescribed cream application. The cream kinda smells and I am unhappy, yay skin cancer :)

On a final note, I began browsing google for pictures of Ms. Dita Von Teese last evening and I have come to a conclusion. I am absolutely in love with this woman. She is everything a woman should be and more. Not only does she represent a time period wherein I believe I should have been born, she screams glamor with every photo shoot and outfit. She is my idol, she is the most beautiful woman in the world. I aspire to double her fashion sense by this summer :)