Sep 10, 2011

"Mert én, ha rumbadob dobol, bolond vagyok"

That's another quote from another Budapest Bár song ("Szívemben bomba van" - There's a bomb in my heart), I just can't get them out of my head. Of course they are not their songs originally, but I keep listening to them on the Net and cannot wait until I get my own BB album (hopefully the second one, which is dedicated to dancing).
So let's write something for the sake of it. I'm at my Dad's again, and practically everyone is sleeping or having csendes pihenő (silent rest).
Last week I came up with a spending plan to prevent cash leakage and balance my ins and outs. So far it hasn't worked out too well as I've spent the amount planned for the month on the first week. Nevertheless, I keep on using it because I need to discipline myself and cut back on brainless shopping. To this end I keep track of my spendings, which is a bit ridiculous, I know, but at least I see it happen, not just on my invoice.
The two main events that shook the pillars of orderly spending were going to the cosmetician last week and this week. These are the things a man calls nonsense and unnecessary, but I think these are the very things that make us feel women, like Venus coming out of the shell, sort of. I know I'm extremely vain, even though I don't look like somebody who's vain, but there are some rituals I just need. Same thing with the aerobics class. You know, when my boyfriend gets home from work he cannot wait to change into tracksuit. On the contrary, when I'm home all day, writing lesson plans in tracksuit, I cannot wait to go out and wear something real. When we were bored or depressed, my sister and I used to dress up and play fashion show, and it was real fun.
In order to compensate for my overspending I skipped my aerobics lessons, and started to do exercise at home. As I am quite lazy and easily get bored, I used a training DVD. It was made by Sinkó Andrea, a Hungarian champion in gymnastics, who is now the member of the National Olympics Committee. Actually, I can only guess her age as she resigned from professional competing in 1988, so she must be between 45 and 50. I think she's the one who used to do reggeli torna (morning exercise) when I was a child, when there was only one TV channel in Hungary. (Now we have about 90 at home, and not more than 10 of them are worth watching.)
There are three programmes on the DVD: kickbox aerobics, a fat burning programme, and finally stretching. I did the kickbox programme on Tuesday and Wednesday, and the fat burning programme yesterday. After them I did the stretching as well, except on Wednesday because I had to hurry to my class. These are very intense programmes, but I enjoyed doing them as Andrea was very kind and motivating throughout the film, and what she does is just amazing. My only problem was that the DVD stopped too often, I don't know if it was because of the disc or the player, but you can imagine that it's quite disturbing in the middle of a movement.
The other reason I started doing exercise is that both my boyfriend and my sister have a job now, which means that I'm alone most of the time, no-one to talk to, etc. I even cleaned the bathroom on Tuesday as I had so much time on my hands. Though I won't advertise it in case someone will expect me to do it from now on.
On Monday we are going to a pilot shooting of Mindenből egy van again, though I don't know if it's still a pilot or a real one, the only thing I care for is that it's free. So Rudolf Péter, here I come.
Keep on being a fool and enjoying it.

2 comments:

  1. I may well be the stereotypical man, who calls it “nonsense and unnecessary,” but come on, what is it for? :) I imagine that beauty parlors are for the wrinkled. A girl (or shall I say young woman?) in her twenties does not have wrinkles. No offense, I am not saying that you shouldn’t visit the beautician – you totally should if that’s what makes you feel good. I’ve just never managed to see the rational reason for it.

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  2. Pray for reincarnation, and you might wake up in the body of a woman. :) I can assure you I don't go there to have my wrinkles treated. We have other problems, too. And it's not the only thing that makes me happy, I'm not so shallow. Though a salon is like a casino for gentlemen, you can discuss all the issues of the world while at the same time you can hide from the rest of the world and feel good. However, I only go there when it's necessary, I won't pay for just chatting.

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