How bout a tattoo of a flower exploding from my anus?
It occurs to me that the Cute but Psycho Bunny is a perfect match.
Had a long conversation with Michela last night because she was worried about me (for some odd reason). We talked about possible reasons for my depression/anxiety and ended up focusing on social issues like my inferiority complex and residual self-esteem issues. We acknowledged that it's okay for a person to say what she likes about herself when she's talking with friends. I said something about being reasonably attractive, outgoing and straightforward, likeable, intelligent ... a good friend, etc. I should add that I like my spontaneity and quirkiness. Yar. Please don't comment by adding things I should like about myself; I'm not fishing for compliments.
Michela's going to visit during spring break. I told her I'd get a tattoo while she was here, and she might get one too. It's a choice between a quote from one of my poems and a picture I drew of a bird in a coffee cup. The picture is really damn cute and makes me laugh, so I'll probably pick it. It's just a matter of deciding where to get it done. Suggestions, anyone?
I hope you'll all let me draw you when I get back to Tacoma, since I need a way to occupy my time and have wanted to do portraits of all of you anyway.
Also, if you want me to bring you a donut from Dunkin Donuts, since they don't seem to exist in Washington, tell me what kind of donut you want and I'll have a donut party on Tuesday when I get back.
Meditation is fun. I still feel anxious and a bit low, but I think with meditation I can handle it--move past it and keep living. Thanks to Buck for the suggestion.
My hair is bright and happy once again.
I love you all and I miss you all and I'm sad that I've missed so many fun times with you, like parties and plays and late-night talk sessions. Such is the stuff of college, and that's what I must expect when I run away for two weeks. But it's still true that I miss you bunches. *hugs and kisses*
Had a long conversation with Michela last night because she was worried about me (for some odd reason). We talked about possible reasons for my depression/anxiety and ended up focusing on social issues like my inferiority complex and residual self-esteem issues. We acknowledged that it's okay for a person to say what she likes about herself when she's talking with friends. I said something about being reasonably attractive, outgoing and straightforward, likeable, intelligent ... a good friend, etc. I should add that I like my spontaneity and quirkiness. Yar. Please don't comment by adding things I should like about myself; I'm not fishing for compliments.
Michela's going to visit during spring break. I told her I'd get a tattoo while she was here, and she might get one too. It's a choice between a quote from one of my poems and a picture I drew of a bird in a coffee cup. The picture is really damn cute and makes me laugh, so I'll probably pick it. It's just a matter of deciding where to get it done. Suggestions, anyone?
I hope you'll all let me draw you when I get back to Tacoma, since I need a way to occupy my time and have wanted to do portraits of all of you anyway.
Also, if you want me to bring you a donut from Dunkin Donuts, since they don't seem to exist in Washington, tell me what kind of donut you want and I'll have a donut party on Tuesday when I get back.
Meditation is fun. I still feel anxious and a bit low, but I think with meditation I can handle it--move past it and keep living. Thanks to Buck for the suggestion.
My hair is bright and happy once again.
I love you all and I miss you all and I'm sad that I've missed so many fun times with you, like parties and plays and late-night talk sessions. Such is the stuff of college, and that's what I must expect when I run away for two weeks. But it's still true that I miss you bunches. *hugs and kisses*