DAMN DAMN DAMN DAMN DAMN
I hate crying. I'm not a crier but now I can't stop. Everything is changing for the worse. My brother's changed. We're not as tight as we were. He was a huge role model for me and now he's not there for me. The world is in the pits. America is nothing to be proud of anymore. The guys I used to be tight with are now all sexist racist douche bags. I'm having issues paying the bills and to top it all off my best friend is on tour so I won't get to see him for ages. I'm so upset about all this. and I can't stop crying.
Grandpa saw my arm muscles while I was visiting him in Grand Junction for his birthday and he says " Why can't girls stay girls anymore? Back when I was a boy, girls were feminine. Now you gotta get muscles." He scowled when he saw me doing crunches and running w/ Oscar (the dog). Who knew that THAT would upset grandpa. Mind you he's not the most pleasant of people, he's getting up there in years, but did he have to say that? I mean it's not like I look manly. I'm a 36C. There aint nuthin manly about that and my muscles are all toned. It's not like I'm some bulging steroid popping wrestler. I just work out that's all, and he should know that I have to do that for my job. You can't be fat in the theatre business, especially if you're female. I mean trust me. I don't exactly jump for joy when it's time to work out. It's not the funnest thing to do in the fucking world and it's not like I want to do it but I have to damn it. I have no choice. Why the fuck does he have to get upset about it?
Grandpa saw my arm muscles while I was visiting him in Grand Junction for his birthday and he says " Why can't girls stay girls anymore? Back when I was a boy, girls were feminine. Now you gotta get muscles." He scowled when he saw me doing crunches and running w/ Oscar (the dog). Who knew that THAT would upset grandpa. Mind you he's not the most pleasant of people, he's getting up there in years, but did he have to say that? I mean it's not like I look manly. I'm a 36C. There aint nuthin manly about that and my muscles are all toned. It's not like I'm some bulging steroid popping wrestler. I just work out that's all, and he should know that I have to do that for my job. You can't be fat in the theatre business, especially if you're female. I mean trust me. I don't exactly jump for joy when it's time to work out. It's not the funnest thing to do in the fucking world and it's not like I want to do it but I have to damn it. I have no choice. Why the fuck does he have to get upset about it?