whoop de fuckin' do
so, first off, happy 6 month anniversary to me.
Next, what a lovely week it's been, i must say...right. sure. truthfully, this week has been stressful beyond all belief. The beginning of the week was...well...we won't go into that. Then it got better-ish, and now I don't know anymore. My shoulders have knots the sixe of fuckin' goose eggs in them and fuck do they hurt man!! The musical is going really well, and it's about 1/2 as stressful as last years production, probably because we have like, 1/2 the number of people in the cast. Im still mad stressed though.
i.e.,
PMS + being sick + working until 11:30 every night + school + friend's relationships falling apart + boys + musical + cold medicine + BC + worrying that I'm going to lose him again = lots of yelling, being pissed off, sore back and shoulders, loads of chocolate, compulsive overeating (again, even though I'm 10 pounds under weight. w00t!!!), crying bitching, and just being blah in general between the hours of 4:30pm-12:00am.
more later. bio beckons.
Next, what a lovely week it's been, i must say...right. sure. truthfully, this week has been stressful beyond all belief. The beginning of the week was...well...we won't go into that. Then it got better-ish, and now I don't know anymore. My shoulders have knots the sixe of fuckin' goose eggs in them and fuck do they hurt man!! The musical is going really well, and it's about 1/2 as stressful as last years production, probably because we have like, 1/2 the number of people in the cast. Im still mad stressed though.
i.e.,
PMS + being sick + working until 11:30 every night + school + friend's relationships falling apart + boys + musical + cold medicine + BC + worrying that I'm going to lose him again = lots of yelling, being pissed off, sore back and shoulders, loads of chocolate, compulsive overeating (again, even though I'm 10 pounds under weight. w00t!!!), crying bitching, and just being blah in general between the hours of 4:30pm-12:00am.
more later. bio beckons.