sadface
so, i was looking through old pictures. i think i'm visibly aging, in a bad way. i don't know why, and it's hard to explain, but i think i used to be prettier. i used to look less tired. it wasn't an effort to take a nice picture. i think...i dunno...it's weird. bumms me out, to be honest. when i start getting wrinkly and saggy, i hope i can afford to fix it. i don't feel pretty, and i'm only 22.
in other news, i didn't run yesterday because i was sore. i ate like a cow. i didn't run today because football was on, but i barely ate. i feel fat. i hope it's the full moon swelling me up, because otherwise i am inexplicably morphing into roseanne. beautiful.
right now, i want to go home.
good news is: london monday with dad (i hope), paris later in the month, another london (with mom), and narita again sometime soon.
in other news, i didn't run yesterday because i was sore. i ate like a cow. i didn't run today because football was on, but i barely ate. i feel fat. i hope it's the full moon swelling me up, because otherwise i am inexplicably morphing into roseanne. beautiful.
right now, i want to go home.
good news is: london monday with dad (i hope), paris later in the month, another london (with mom), and narita again sometime soon.