About Me

Statistics;

Age: Twenty

Height: 169cm - 5’6

H/Weight: 65kg - 143 lbs

S/Weight: 64kg -142 lbs

C/Weight: 61.8kg - 136 lbs

C/Weight: 60kg - 132 lbs

C/Weight: 59kg - 130 lbs

G/Weight: 55 kg - 121 lbs

BMR: 1462.8

BMI: 21.9

All fitness aside, this is for those who for want to know a little bit more about me, and a little of the person behind the blog. Je m’appelle Valentina, From Sydney.

I am not a bag of bones nor a bag of meat, I sure as hell ain’t perfect. I am only human & I hate hate labels, vanity, immaturity, bitchiness, jealousy & untrustworthy people.I don’t want to waste my time with anyone who fits under any of those categories. I never thought I could be satisfied with my self completely, I’ve always tried reaching out for perfection, then one time I realised that it was totally pointless - nobody is perfect therefor I stopped pushing myself beyond the limits.

My hair doesn’t always fall right, I wish I was skinnier, but this is life we don’t always get everything we wan’t and I certainly am not an exception. I have many friends, only a few great friends and even more enemies, why? I don’t completely understand that myself as they haven’t even bothered getting to know me - the real me. Other than that I am not that fussed about what people think think of me. I am not going to allow a bunch of words put me down because I know who I am, and who I’m not.

I am a lot like every other 20 year old. I go out I have a good time I drink, I smoke, I curse, I have my good days and off-course the bad we all wake up on the wrong side of the bed one time or another. I am currently waiting for the day I bump into a guy who changed my mind about them all, the one to prove me wrong, to argue, crack jokes & cuddle with - because so far I haven’t yet had the best luck, hence the single status. I used to be gullible, weak & lacked in common sense most people would want to erase those times from their life, but not me I wouldn’t want to erase them, Instead keep them as memories they taught me a lot, & helped me grow as a person.

I tend to wonder, how many people actually give a fuck about me? Hater’s hate me but they can’t avoid me. I can put on this perfect act and seem completely carefree & happy, but on the inside I feel broken - like a piece of my soul is missing. I also find it extremely hard trusting people, & sometimes hold back when first meeting someone new, but once you’ve gained my trust I’m a 100 percent me nothing more, nothing less. If by any means you’ve tampered with or betrayed my trust I can and possibly will forgive you but I will never forget. I forgive you not because I don’t think what you’ve done is wrong, but because I don’t want to burden myself with someone else’s mistakes.

I’d like to think that people are genuinely nice, that there is not baggage - that what you see is what you get. That’s not how it is, it’s actually far from it. From personal experience you can’t always have what you wan’t, and what you do get is usually not what you hoped for. Greater sacrifices have to be made in order to achieve them. What I wan’t I can’t have, but I believe if it’s worth it, & If I fight hard enough that I’ll have it some day.

I hate a lot of things but love even more things, I’m a complicated soul but you won’t regret getting to know me. I tend to talk a lot I guess I just have a lot to say sometimes a little too much for my own good. Sometimes it does me good & other times it may gets me into a little trouble. I complain a lot about the my intake of food, but I love the satisfaction it gives me. Cook me up a meal & I’ll eat it Haha. I could carry on forever writing bits & pieces about my life but just a little taste.

Much love Valentina x