Someone out there wants my broccoli
I started to care about school this past weekend. A bit late yes, but actually caring is making me happy. I had an anatomy and physiology exam today and I think I kicked holy ass on it (does that mean I kicked Jesus?). I made a 75 on my last marco exam, but I'm determined to attend every lecture, read, and study to pull at least an 85 on the next one.
I also stopped drinking coke, started some "pregancy exercises", stopped eating so much fast food, and now make myself get up on time for things. I guess I just got tired of feeling like this sad depressed lump of unmolded clay. Or something.
Today was a good day. I took my first trip to the Motherhood store at the mall and got all excited at the site of badass maternity pants. Previously, my first purchase of nasty maternity clothes had been some pants from Target that were close to thirty dollars and made me look like I was an attendee at clown school. Here they have pants that actually look like non-pregnancy pants but have stretch room for the baby and come in size small to actually fit my legs. Yay. They had some badass pin-stripped ones and these awesome brown ones. They also had some great blouses on clearance that looked smart, professional, and cute. I think I'll get some jeans, pants, a few blouses, and that should do it for the remainder of my pregnancy. I plan on wearing Eddieboy's punk tees when I get bigger, and some of my bigger tee shirts, you know so I don't lose my roots or anything. Yay for the Motherhood store.
I also bought a blue raspberry slushy today because for some reason slushy cold things make me happy beyond reason.
On a sad note my grandma's overweight chihuahua Bubbles died today. I think she had a bad valve in her heart which lead to her death. Despite whacko hormones I did not cry but I feel awful for my grandma. I told Christina before this happened I was thinking about death all last night and today and prayed that my grandma live a long life, because I would fucking die if she left us anytime soon. Then the dog dies. Better the dog than my grandma. Bubbles was a depressed little thing and would cry at random. I wish I knew what made her so sad. Bubbles, you will be missed, I'm glad I could shower you with chicken nuggets whenever possible.
I think tonight I will relax.
I also stopped drinking coke, started some "pregancy exercises", stopped eating so much fast food, and now make myself get up on time for things. I guess I just got tired of feeling like this sad depressed lump of unmolded clay. Or something.
Today was a good day. I took my first trip to the Motherhood store at the mall and got all excited at the site of badass maternity pants. Previously, my first purchase of nasty maternity clothes had been some pants from Target that were close to thirty dollars and made me look like I was an attendee at clown school. Here they have pants that actually look like non-pregnancy pants but have stretch room for the baby and come in size small to actually fit my legs. Yay. They had some badass pin-stripped ones and these awesome brown ones. They also had some great blouses on clearance that looked smart, professional, and cute. I think I'll get some jeans, pants, a few blouses, and that should do it for the remainder of my pregnancy. I plan on wearing Eddieboy's punk tees when I get bigger, and some of my bigger tee shirts, you know so I don't lose my roots or anything. Yay for the Motherhood store.
I also bought a blue raspberry slushy today because for some reason slushy cold things make me happy beyond reason.
On a sad note my grandma's overweight chihuahua Bubbles died today. I think she had a bad valve in her heart which lead to her death. Despite whacko hormones I did not cry but I feel awful for my grandma. I told Christina before this happened I was thinking about death all last night and today and prayed that my grandma live a long life, because I would fucking die if she left us anytime soon. Then the dog dies. Better the dog than my grandma. Bubbles was a depressed little thing and would cry at random. I wish I knew what made her so sad. Bubbles, you will be missed, I'm glad I could shower you with chicken nuggets whenever possible.
I think tonight I will relax.