It's hot as balls

What to collect from my house:
1. the ac in my window
2. My PS2
3. Yoga mat (I have to give my roommate's back one day)
4. My charger
5. My tan cream
6. All those frozen meals
7. Yearbooks

Day Nine

After my run-in with heart pains, I'm doing it. I'm giving this shizall up as best I can.
Self-reminders:
-it's dirty
-it's money-wasting
-it's straining
-it's mind-fogging
-it's bad for your health
-it's bad for making babies
-it makes those who love you sad
-it makes you sad
-your lover boy is attracted to you, shut up

It's almost July, so hopefully I can hold on to the reins and get stronger for the new semester.
This would be so much easier if I wasn't constantly immersing myself with sorority girls that are sometimes just too self-aware. Having to hear the most bodacious of babes self-deprecate or express guilt towards eating certain foods just gets to me. Had I not supplanted myself in that environment, would I feel better?

Ray Kurzweil

Get out of my genes.

Incoming Pride

Pride parade this weekend!

Keepin it simple, fresh and fabulous.
I need someone to fix my strap or I'm stapling it.

veg

There's nothing like watching Food Inc. that makes me proud to be a vegetarian.

seesaw

I'm teeter tottering. You came and lifted me up, and together we are balanced. If one of us shifts, we have feel a change in inertia and control. As long as we both stay on, we'll be okay. But I'm afraid that if you ever get off, the fall will kill me.

Fuck

Pretty sure I have at least twelve of these things going on because I'm an idiot. Yesterday, I had another incident and my heart started hurting two hours later. Wake up call, I really need to start trying. I wish I was strong enough to reach out when I need it, but instead I choose to let it slide one more time every time.

Cheeks: swelling, soreness
Blood: anemia
Skin: abrasion of knuckles, dry skin
Muscles: fatigue
Mouth: cavities, tooth enamel erosion, gum disease, teeth sensitive to hot and cold foods
Body Fluids: dehydration, low potassium, magnesium, and sodium
Throat and Esophagus: sore, irritated, can tear and rupture, blood in vomit
Intestines: constipations, irregular bowel movements (BM), bloating, diarrhea, abdominal cramping
Hormones: irregular or absent period
Stomach: ulcers, pain, can rupture, delayed emptying
Brain: depression, fear of gaining weight, anxiety, dizziness, shame, low self-esteem
Heart: irregular heart beat, heart muscle weakened, heart failure, low pulse and blood pressure

Bulimia sucks dick internet world.

Okay, onwards, pushing through.

God, I'm a selfish cunt. Suck it up and be positive already.
And try to hold on to your guts.
Weeeeee

New career path

I should have thought of this sooner. It's the perfect job.

Catocopter

One day, Nellie cat.
Thank you Magnificent. I date you for the weird and hilarious shit you show me almost on the daily.
YouTube or in real-time.

1&2 do not intersect

1. Turns out: I'm pretty bored without you.

You make even the most mundane experiences fun, or at least enjoyable. I don't have to try when I'm around you, it's like clockwork. We're the best of pals, so let's get married and have the best of babies.

I feel bad that you've been hit by a roadblock. I know you're trying very hard to move forward, and I'm here with a stick to help poke at the dam to get your river flowing again. And I believe in you. Not just because I love you and I'm supposed to say that kind of thing. It's why I love you. You're strong and driven. (Moreso than me. I quite picture myself the lazyass in comparison.) I didn't have much of a connection to my grammie, so it's hard for me to relate to the loss of a cherished grandparent. Regardless, I'm here with love and snuggles.

2. Turns out: My parents should have picked their house better. No one is in Havelock. This is the last time I don't bring my van here. I wish I could just walk down the street to meet my friends at the pub. I feel marooned. Ah well, next time I come down there will be pimp ass Canada Day times!

This is what happens when you draw a rough circle on the map and pick the cheapest house, regardless of distance. None of the kids around here are even in the same school board.

Shame

You can smell it.

I love this commercial

implications!

I love my loop!

But man I need to get consistent with this if I want to get my time up.
I need to cut off like 6 minutes off my training pace to get back to high school race pace.

Damn, running to Tiesto and Skrillex is fun.
Ciao ciao!

My Hall Pass

Now this is art.
I love you Ron Swanson.

Rob Kelly Illustrations

oh, the world

Using shame as motivation. How original. How uplifting. How pathetic.

These kind of images seed their way into fitness feeds. Demolishing any positive notion of self image.

While the above image indicates that if you aren't a certain way you should hide yourself, the one below is just as twisted. 

Get healthy? Get attention! The only reason you really need to do this is so that the world will notice you. Don't worry about identity. So what if you're defining yourself by the number of people that compliment your body!

Oh, the world. I hate seeing girls praising these slogans.
Read between the lines. Always.

Tattoo cravings

Note to self: do not peruse the Tattoo Bible with limited funds

This book is filled with people sporting simple to outrageous tattoos. It's a picture book.
Drooooolz.
I want to get it for The Magnificent, but my frugality senses tell me it will just sit around after one flip, and what good is that! Although so do most books.... technically.
And! all the different styles are so inspiring. I spent the car ride home mind-crafting my next stain. I still am.
If anything, the birds need to be extended up my back.
Does my next tattoo need to be embedded with significance?
Does any tattoo require a deep reflective meaning? I've decided that no, as long as it's not stoopid. But IMO it should match the person wearing it.

(A stoopid tattoo: "Oh shit, this is permanent"; ANYWHERE on your body. Sorry gangly nerd man.)

Bugger

You would make the cutest old man! One day you'll be wearing suspenders like your dad, and I will laugh and laugh when that time comes.

I imagine. Exposed socks and corded glasses.

Buhhh

Yikes, I'm already bored at home. And sisterbutt is taking the car to Ottawa tomorrow. Stranded nation! At least I can just chill and drink with people I actually like to party with... Ah man, I should make this more privatized in case unies see this. Some of you are lovely, and I like hanging with you, but Home-townies are just so awesome and familiar. Even if some suck the dick.
Gosh, I'm a curmudgeon. Anyways! All I really want is bestie, bear and b time here sewwww.

What else will I fill my time with?

Maybe I'll preemptively investigate spanish since I'm filling my void of credits with intro to spanish!
Spanish things I know....
Si, No, Mi novio es muchos caliente!, taco, burrito, salsa, haciente...que, mi amo Sarah
I hope it's not too hard. I have learned french already, so we'll see.

Peace!

^holy fucking random

weird

Man
Old ladies should not worry about they're figure.
They should be plump, make pie, and be awesome squishy huggers.

OMG APPLE CORD

Welcome back to my life. You beautiful piece of overpriced technology. Now let us run like the there's nothing we can't do!

TralalaaaaaAAA!

The past is a blast

of fun fury and fervour
the ups and downs
the asses and clowns
make me-me
and you-you
some of it can go to hell
everything else whatever
the next minutes good bad or something

blogging is my alonely thing
maybe that's why half of it's bitchy
because I hate being alonely

awesome blog

this is the bitchinest little britain
http://www.neverseconds.blogspot.com

you cant follow her blog.... so I'm keeping it here.

The alternate route

Is gross and dumb!

Ugh, friends of my friends who were my friends are kind of friends?

I really hope I don't have to face that person. It's just super awkward and I have nothing to say.
Because there isn't really, except for the usual life updates, school, summer, whatever.
I would be happy to drop you out of my life and my home town friend circle, so I can have home lovely times with /them.

Habit is stupid. We're not compatible. We never dated, so don't bad mouth me. You have NO right.

Always go with your gut. It will take you miles away to happy town.

Fuck yes fuck yes fuck yes.

time tells

After years of social anxiety, anticipating leaving before each encounter, it feels amazing to cherish someone's presence so much that you don't want to let go. I can spend days doing nothing and feeling bored, but leaving is something I can't help but try to postpone as best that I can.

I feel like I'm orbiting some warm presence that draws me in with love and affection. I can't help but feel complete and safe when that centre is near. I feel like I'm in a daze of bliss. Finally, I have a relationship where, though there are setbacks, I have no doubts. While it scared me at first to fully confide my emotions in this person, my walls are letting down.

I'm trusting myself to trust and it feels magnificent.
Bio:
Name: The Magnificent
Eyes: Fondly brown
Hair: So thick and curly I could use it as my pillow (and I would if I could avoid causing discomfort)
Smile: Goofy and to die for
History: A chemistry that built up to a fervour of love.

End sucky post/

Befriend your boyfriend's family!

There's an app for that.
Coming Soon!
Right?

I think I'm getting better

I don't know how, I don't know why, but suddenly I've breached some safety zone.
And while there is a shadow of doubt that this is only temporary... I'll head in a different direction soon enough... I hope this time it sticks. And that I can have babies n stuff.

A girl

All I need is a little black dress and a giant white one.

We're going to start a poutinerie and stick these all over town.
I don't think that warrants copyright?