anemia ha
So life has been interesting lately. I've been on break, which is a strange sensation. I actually just sat down today. I just sat and did nothing and I realized how amazing that felt. I haven't had enough time to just sit lately.
I'm going home this week. It should be interesting. I want to hug my mom. I want to go to the doctor. I've been really anemic lately. I've been waking up with whole limbs with no blood in them. Now even when I'm awake my body will randomly go numb, and my arteries ache. Weird. I'm definitely getting it checked out.
So in the last two days, I've helped two good friends organize their rooms. We've sorted and rearranged and donated. It was good, but it made me realize that I need to clean my own shit too. I forget about myself a lot I think. It also reminded me of how glad I am to have this head on my shoulders.
Derek and I got our roommates today! Their names are Cameron and Ben. I'm excited, but nervous for the dynamic shift. Derek and I just kinda hang out and are super easygoing, so I hope these dudes are up for that. They were the best folks that responded to our ads.
I've also been really angry at the idea of catty girls. I'm finding out about all these girls who hated me my freshman year because I was competition. I never even picked up on it because I wasn't expecting it, and besides, all the girls were really nice to my face. This really upsets me. How can we stand up together in solidarity and support each other when we are tearing each other down? I don't understand this and granted, this may be because I've been sheltered from this type of interaction, i.e. I'm pretty and confident and went to a great high school. But still! Ladies! Unite! Don't fuck each other up!
Agrrhhhh! I want to change this shit and don't know where to start. I hope that by starting the club that I am (Womens power and solidarity) that I can at lease change something. Also by promoting community with the Vagina Monologues. I hope I hope I hope.
Got my I-Ching set ready again. That shit took me a lifetime to get back into. Now its making it.
Okay. I'm going to clean my room. I'm going to put my brain together. I'm going to do yoga and go on a walk and sleep well without being plagued by these dreams that visit me. I'm going to breathe. I'm going to practice.
I leave myself with a quote I heard on the radio today with Amber...
"Anything that isn't growing is dead."
~Lauren Hill
I'm going home this week. It should be interesting. I want to hug my mom. I want to go to the doctor. I've been really anemic lately. I've been waking up with whole limbs with no blood in them. Now even when I'm awake my body will randomly go numb, and my arteries ache. Weird. I'm definitely getting it checked out.
So in the last two days, I've helped two good friends organize their rooms. We've sorted and rearranged and donated. It was good, but it made me realize that I need to clean my own shit too. I forget about myself a lot I think. It also reminded me of how glad I am to have this head on my shoulders.
Derek and I got our roommates today! Their names are Cameron and Ben. I'm excited, but nervous for the dynamic shift. Derek and I just kinda hang out and are super easygoing, so I hope these dudes are up for that. They were the best folks that responded to our ads.
I've also been really angry at the idea of catty girls. I'm finding out about all these girls who hated me my freshman year because I was competition. I never even picked up on it because I wasn't expecting it, and besides, all the girls were really nice to my face. This really upsets me. How can we stand up together in solidarity and support each other when we are tearing each other down? I don't understand this and granted, this may be because I've been sheltered from this type of interaction, i.e. I'm pretty and confident and went to a great high school. But still! Ladies! Unite! Don't fuck each other up!
Agrrhhhh! I want to change this shit and don't know where to start. I hope that by starting the club that I am (Womens power and solidarity) that I can at lease change something. Also by promoting community with the Vagina Monologues. I hope I hope I hope.
Got my I-Ching set ready again. That shit took me a lifetime to get back into. Now its making it.
Okay. I'm going to clean my room. I'm going to put my brain together. I'm going to do yoga and go on a walk and sleep well without being plagued by these dreams that visit me. I'm going to breathe. I'm going to practice.
I leave myself with a quote I heard on the radio today with Amber...
"Anything that isn't growing is dead."
~Lauren Hill