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oatmeal_queenLast week sucked ass. like, a whole lot of sucking. I can't think of a damn good thing that happened, to be honest.
thankfully, this week has been incredibly passive compared to before (i'll spare you all the details). though it feels like i'm walking around on pins and needles. It's been awhile since I've had to truly try to think and act for myself, and I'm not really sure I remember how. I wish there was an easy way to suddenly switch it off and on, but there isn't, and it's not something i can just ignore so it goes away. All you can do for bruises is wait until they heal...poking and prodding otherwise, you just make the bruise worse.
*breathes*
I'm picking a goal a day and trying very hard to stick with it. I think it will help, regardless of what the goal is so long as it's something I'm picking for myself. Without asking permission, and without waiting for acceptance, I want to attain it.
When did this end up being so hard to do?
Anywho, aside from the brittle feeling I've had, I'm alright.
and no, i'm not going into detail, this is more for me to write things out and get my thoughts together :3
tho i love you all regardless.
dress update:
shoes = definately got. and they're not baby sized! woo!
dress = not got. damnit, i'm so fricken impatient XD if i get everything soon enough, i may wear my costume for AMA >.> hmm...perhaps. if it would only GET HERE. e.e
CRISSY!! SUNSEENLI! *waves arms in air*
cause that was the only way I could get your attention X)
THIS is for you <3 because i should have gotten around to doing this for your birthday, dangit. I'm so neglectful.
sorry if she looks masculine at all, this is the first girl i've drawn in awhile ^^;;; LOVE!
So my mother and I went pants shopping this weekend, cause I needed jeans and the old navy in hagerstown is the only place left with fat chick pants (nuu! >.<)
and i go to try on my size, but no dice. fits everywhere but the legs, gawdamnit. so i'm pissed and tell mom that I've been doing DDR everydamn day, wth rar!
so she looks at me, surprised that i was doing it everyday for one thing, then very plainly states "well, there's your problem. muscle weighs more than fat, you're probably building muscle in your legs, which makes them bigger."
-.-''
well now THAT totally makes me wanna exersize.
guh.
thighs of steel, apparently, do not fit in human clothing. superheros beware.
-humorously annoyed
this is me keeping my spirits up. one hour at a time.
thankfully, this week has been incredibly passive compared to before (i'll spare you all the details). though it feels like i'm walking around on pins and needles. It's been awhile since I've had to truly try to think and act for myself, and I'm not really sure I remember how. I wish there was an easy way to suddenly switch it off and on, but there isn't, and it's not something i can just ignore so it goes away. All you can do for bruises is wait until they heal...poking and prodding otherwise, you just make the bruise worse.
*breathes*
I'm picking a goal a day and trying very hard to stick with it. I think it will help, regardless of what the goal is so long as it's something I'm picking for myself. Without asking permission, and without waiting for acceptance, I want to attain it.
When did this end up being so hard to do?
Anywho, aside from the brittle feeling I've had, I'm alright.
and no, i'm not going into detail, this is more for me to write things out and get my thoughts together :3
tho i love you all regardless.
dress update:
shoes = definately got. and they're not baby sized! woo!
dress = not got. damnit, i'm so fricken impatient XD if i get everything soon enough, i may wear my costume for AMA >.> hmm...perhaps. if it would only GET HERE. e.e
CRISSY!! SUNSEENLI! *waves arms in air*
cause that was the only way I could get your attention X)
THIS is for you <3 because i should have gotten around to doing this for your birthday, dangit. I'm so neglectful.
sorry if she looks masculine at all, this is the first girl i've drawn in awhile ^^;;; LOVE!
So my mother and I went pants shopping this weekend, cause I needed jeans and the old navy in hagerstown is the only place left with fat chick pants (nuu! >.<)
and i go to try on my size, but no dice. fits everywhere but the legs, gawdamnit. so i'm pissed and tell mom that I've been doing DDR everydamn day, wth rar!
so she looks at me, surprised that i was doing it everyday for one thing, then very plainly states "well, there's your problem. muscle weighs more than fat, you're probably building muscle in your legs, which makes them bigger."
-.-''
well now THAT totally makes me wanna exersize.
guh.
thighs of steel, apparently, do not fit in human clothing. superheros beware.
-humorously annoyed
this is me keeping my spirits up. one hour at a time.
