Feelin' it

Jun 27, 2005 20:46

I don't feel 36 in my mind. Maybe that's why I have to stop and think about it before I remember exactly. It's strange. The other day it took me forever to remember how old I was when I had the hysterectomy or actually how many years had gone by. Today the years are presenting themselves. My 15 year old niece left her cds in Elijah's bag so I was perusing to see what I might burn. I found DuranDuran's Greatest Hits. I was a complete Duranie when I was a freshman/sophomore in high school. In fact, I don't even own a DuranDuran cd. Everything I have is vinyl. Feh, vinyl. How's that for aging oneself. So I am sitting here listening to specific songs. Traveling through time. Remembering the very not Sixteen Candles/Breakfast Club years. As if someone like Jake Ryan could really have existed. Not in my small town. Actually you would have been more apt to find something more along the lines of Judd Nelson's character in The Breakfast Club. In fact, I think I may have dated our local version. If only I knew then... Someone just wrote about what they would tell their 18yo self if they could. I wish I could tell my 16yo self some things.

Let's change spectrums okay? The little sister had begun taking tenuate. So type of amphetamine-like diet pill. Along with this, she is taking Aldactone and her Metformin again. Friday night she slept from 10pm to 1am and then was up until 5am, slept 'til 9am and was raring to go. This sickness runs rampant in my family. She is so worried about being a size six on her wedding day. I guess it's okay for her to take diet pills since she was never strung out on crank. I will confess that year before last I did try Meridia for a couple of months but it gave me the angry jitters as if I had done "bitch dope" and I quit taking it. The thought of trying something different crosses my mind alot. Especially lately with the whole bridesmaid thing. I'm working on it. Trying to be positive. It will get better.
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