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I think I’ll just become a nun.

He actually asked to see me tonight.

For someone who didn’t want me before I was gone, he sure wants me now.

You’re the best thing that ever happened to me, he says. I’m an idiot, he says.

Yeah, well. Too little, too late.

I can’t decide which is worse; having your own heart broken, or breaking someone else’s. I’m definitely not cut out for this heart-breaker shit. I’m not that kind of girl.

Also, apparently, heartbreak and (suddenly peeling) sunburn work for me, because I swear that earlier I heard my dad make a comment to my mom about how great I look.

Homecoming, not all that pleasant.

The vacay was so much fun, I didn’t want to come back. I have so many amazing pictures that I’m still working on sorting and posting. I’m fucking exhausted. I’ve barely been eating for days and after arriving home figured out I’ve lost ten pounds, again, which makes for a total of twenty now. I don’t know what’s up with the not-eating thing. I simply haven’t been that hungry. (Me, not hungry? Freakish.) I’m going to try to get into the doctor next week and let them have a poke at me.

Also, I’m actually single. For the first time in a long time.

He didn’t take it very well. Considering he didn’t talk to me the entire time I was gone, and when I passed him walking on the road on my way home and he didn’t look me in the eye and didn’t give much of a response to my greeting, I figured he had arrived at the same conclusion I had, that it was over.

Instead, he tells me he thought about me the entire time I was gone, yadda yadda. It’s all his fault, yadda yadda. I’m really tired of the emo attitudes, and of him never, ever making any moves in my general direction. The next guy I date… a young man, not a boy, please.

Bah.

I want to be cuddled in a way I can’t even describe right now.

Where’s a cuddly person when you need them?

:-(

Yay?

Somewhere I’ve lost ten pounds. I’ve been exercising and really watching my portion sizes… basically teaching myself not to over-eat at every meal.

My clothes are all still fitting mostly the same, so I’m not sure where it went. My boyfriend said something about me looking thinner, so I hopped on the scale and sure enough, ten pounds have disappeared.

Maybe I lost it from my face? Haha

I thought ten pounds was supposedly about a pants size. But I’m not fitting into those pants yet.

I have no intention of going back to where I was. It’s not just the pounds, but I’ve felt better lately too. I’m still tired a lot– people kept telling me the exercise would help my sleep, and I’ve yet to see that happen– but at least when I am awake I feel like crap less often.

Side note– leaving Sunday to take the trip of a lifetime. Watch my Flickr, you KNOW there’ll be photos like crazy.

:)

Yay!

Seems like every time I click around (or every time I click on the Everyone’s Photos link) I run into a new community of people bonded by something at Flickr.

All kinds and sorts of things.

Today, I discovered the trans community there. They post many photos of themselves and each other and under each photo is what I could only call a barrage of positive, supportive, complimentary photos.

It made me feel good, to see people caring about other people that much, to take that time. It made me happy. I don’t understand the trans world or situations in the least, though I imagine it must be uber difficult in a society like ours.

It made me glad to see people united, holding each other up.

I wish more folks would do that with people they don’t necessarily have a lifestyle in common with. Random strangers. Say a kind word. For such a small action, it has huge ripples.

– The Dreamer who wants the Entire World to be Happy More than Disgruntled

Bah!

You know what makes me fucking batty!?

Finding butter in the jam jar.

Really.

Wipe off your fucking utensil, you heathens!

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