scotch taped

Mar 29, 2006 22:17

I really spend the majority of my days feeling content with my major/talents/hairdo/sleeping patterns/grades/appearance, but there are moments (in any young woman's life...blah blah blah) where they just feel they come up short and it irks them at least twice a week. Personally, I am irked by both the small, insignificant bump in my nose and the size of my breasts. (PG13!) I'm fine. I'm in proportion. I'm better than in proportion, in fact. I'm much more than flat but much less than a C cup. I think my minor obsession with breasts in general is a result of a. reading too much cosmopolitan before i even hit puberty and b. the whole damn country's obsession with them. I know it doesn't matter, but sometimes I just want to ask whatever deity (if any) is responsible for my breasts what the heck he was thinking. I mean, where are my second glance breasts! Sometimes I just want the retake boobs. Oh well. :)
It's fun to write about petty things like that..it lets me get them off my mind.
I think I'd probably look pretty strange with any other size than my own, but you know how it is. the grass is always greener and the boobs are always back-pain free on the other size.

in other news...i love choir tour. (in a way.) I love it when i'm on it, but it's really tiring. It was really fun being with everyone, though. it's extreme bonding. I really liked the families I stayed with as well--especially lee and mike. young host families are fun. i really like the city of frederick, MD. i might think about living there someday, who knows.

time for sleeping?
who ever will know.
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