So I'm not perfect.
Today has been the worst day thus far.
I fell yesterday afternoon and sprained my wrist, dislocated my hip and scraped up my hand pretty good. I'm sorer than a motherfucker and I had to get up early to fix at that food for my ES class and then she goes and cancels the damn thing.
I could really use a good crying jag.... too bad I just did my mascara.
And to make matters worse, when Rick got home this morning all he could do was bitch and moan and then LAUGH at me for falling down!!! He didn't even bother to ask if I needed to go to the doctor or not. God, sometimes I wonder how in the HELL we're still married.
I didn't get to talk to my Kelly last night, which depressed me. I read Tam's LJ and got sad because she was upset. I'm almost afraid to ask, but can this day get any worse?
Uhhhh......... nevermind. My grandmother just called and told me that I needed to lose weight if I'm going to my cousins graduation next month, because "everyone else there will be thin...you don't want to be the only chubby one." Excuse the fuck outta me. I'm really starting to get annoyed by family members who seem to think they know what's best for me and how I should look. I know I'm not in their "league" in the looks department. That's fine. I've come to accept that over the last 25 years. But THERE'S NO NEED TO BRING IT UP ALL THE TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1111111oneoneone
I finally snapped and told her that if they didn't want me to come as I am, that I was going to embarass them, then they could take their little graduation party and stick it straight up their asses. I'm sick to death of this bullshit. Needless to say, I'm sure I'll be getting aphone call from my dad tonight, asking me what in they hell I'm arguing about. My dad is cool though. He thinks I'm beautiful no matter what. Of course, he's obilgated to feel that way, since I'm his oldest daughter but..... SEE?!?!?!?! Here I am making excuses again! That's it. From now on, I'm me. NO excuses necessary. If you don't like the way I look, well..............fuck you and don't look at all.
*sigh* I feel better. Kelly and Tam were right about this LJ thingy.... it really is a bit of a stress reliever!
I fell yesterday afternoon and sprained my wrist, dislocated my hip and scraped up my hand pretty good. I'm sorer than a motherfucker and I had to get up early to fix at that food for my ES class and then she goes and cancels the damn thing.
I could really use a good crying jag.... too bad I just did my mascara.
And to make matters worse, when Rick got home this morning all he could do was bitch and moan and then LAUGH at me for falling down!!! He didn't even bother to ask if I needed to go to the doctor or not. God, sometimes I wonder how in the HELL we're still married.
I didn't get to talk to my Kelly last night, which depressed me. I read Tam's LJ and got sad because she was upset. I'm almost afraid to ask, but can this day get any worse?
Uhhhh......... nevermind. My grandmother just called and told me that I needed to lose weight if I'm going to my cousins graduation next month, because "everyone else there will be thin...you don't want to be the only chubby one." Excuse the fuck outta me. I'm really starting to get annoyed by family members who seem to think they know what's best for me and how I should look. I know I'm not in their "league" in the looks department. That's fine. I've come to accept that over the last 25 years. But THERE'S NO NEED TO BRING IT UP ALL THE TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1111111oneoneone
I finally snapped and told her that if they didn't want me to come as I am, that I was going to embarass them, then they could take their little graduation party and stick it straight up their asses. I'm sick to death of this bullshit. Needless to say, I'm sure I'll be getting aphone call from my dad tonight, asking me what in they hell I'm arguing about. My dad is cool though. He thinks I'm beautiful no matter what. Of course, he's obilgated to feel that way, since I'm his oldest daughter but..... SEE?!?!?!?! Here I am making excuses again! That's it. From now on, I'm me. NO excuses necessary. If you don't like the way I look, well..............fuck you and don't look at all.
*sigh* I feel better. Kelly and Tam were right about this LJ thingy.... it really is a bit of a stress reliever!