 |
|
See how fast you got me strung out, spaced out, look at the sun and fade out...
2003-09-11 | 6:12 p.m. Today I got my hair cut. ALL OF THEM! HAHAHAHAHA... haha... ha. Lots of choppy layers and long bangs. Very mod. But not mod enough for my extremely mod standards right now. My sister got her teeth pulled, and they gave her oxy FUCKING codone! I'll be popping one or two of those tonight, I tell you what. The girl doesn't realize how lucky she is. If they gave her T3 I'd be stoked. But oxy is mental! She has no appreciation for pharmaceuticals when life is otherwise boring. So I'm in a dance competition in 2 weeks. I'm secretly hella-cited, though I don't really show it, because we learn all the choreography in the mornings and quite frankly, I'm not always a morning person. It's to "Faint" by Linkin Park, the only song by them I find tolreable, if not even a little bit enjoyable. It, too, is badass. And it's super funny, because instead of going for matching traditional costumes, we're thinking lots of black, fishnets, and smoky eye makeup. So clearly someone's gonna have to teach me how to not maim myself with an eyeliner pencil. I can't wait to run up that team's budget on stupid stuff. Lunch today was really awkward. I've felt really energetic lately dispite the cutback in what I'm eating. I've gone out of my way to make sure that everbody realizes I'm keeping myself healthy, I'm getting what I need, I'm just not getting as much of it as the rest of them. Humans can live on a hell of a lot less than we do right now. Tyler, Ben, Marissa, Anita, Chits and I went to Wendy's at lunch. I had eaten at my house on spare, because I got up late and missed breakfast, so I just had coffee. I had jell-o (light, but whatever) and watermelon. Lots of it! It was delicious. I was really, really full, because Marissa and I managed to eat almost half a friggin' melon. But when they were standing in line, Ben was all "you're not GETTING anything?" Eh, no. I'd rather save my money for sustaining myself overseas than blow it on dumb cheap burgers here. I don't think I look alarmingly thinner since I've started watching what I eat. Today I had on wicked vertical striped pants and my whiny sister's platform sandals, so maybe I just looked taller. Any way you slice it, I feel sort of pretty okay about how I look right now. A few less pounds doesn't mean there's less of me to love. Awwwwwwwwww. Shut up though, seriously. And while you're at it, shut up and treat this girl with a little more respect, because she's funny and entertaining and a hell of a lot smarter than you. It literally makes me sick when girls in particular catch that much shit over their body. She's got bigger boobies than you, get over it, you know you wish you had some of that. Hell, I know I do! Well, you can't have her boobs, and you can't have her. Sorry H, I get a little protective sometimes. S out! -S
|