Rainy Days
Another day at the Writing Center. I stayed up late last night and then felt ridiculously tired this morning; since I was able to sleep in I am blaming the medicine for making me feel so groggy. It's frustrating because I always wanted to be a "morning" person, but lately it seems like I just keep staying up late. Tonight I am determined to go
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Can I make you read The Cult of Thinness? And more importantly, splotchy?! Dude, have you seen my face?
And I wish I had a magic answer for getting rid of awful emotions. For me it's been a combination of joining The Cult of Adam Lambert, Cheeks, and Cassidy, realizing I could change how I look at life and that life should be about happiness and sparkliness and hot gay boys, and making a conscious decision to be more positive, getting pissed and refusing to be unhappy about certain things, then shamelessly ignoring and hiding from the real world and engrossing myself in useless ways on a daily basis when I feel crappy and know it's not going to go away any time soon. I think you've just got to figure out what works for you, and goddamn girl, when you do (and you definitely will), the world will have to bow down to your amazingness. (Not to say that you aren't already amazing, because you are, but I think your awesomness will radiate out even farther and perhaps even blind people eventually, in a totally positive, not-brail-requiring way)
And mostly, *hugs*
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