So far, during this summer vacation.
I've actually accomplished a lot.
LMAO. WHO KNEW YOU COULD ACCOMPLISH STUFF WHILE SITTING ON YOUR a** ALL DAY.
1. I've become the master of breakfast.
-eggs
-pancakes
-waffles
-toast
-cereal
MY LIFE IS WORTH LIVING.
2. I've gone since May 29th without make-up.
-I've gone out in public without it.
-I've gone to a friends house without it.
-I broke out, and instead of hiding it under concealer, I just looked in the mirror, and smiled, because I don't look like Hilary Clinton.
3. I conquered my "singing" embarrassment.
- or at least I should have. I'm sure my mom heard me silly fake-Russian-lesbian songs for twenty minutes straight.
4. I've learned to not read what I'm posting.
-oh wait, I already did that.
5. I've posted in a**-PAWN a lot of BS.
-kudos plz.
6. I don't care if I'm fat or skinny anymore.
-if I get chubby, there's more to love, like that woman in Sabby's signature from a long time ago.
-if I ever go under 144lb, I'll be happy, but not willing to strave myself to stay that size.
-now that I've gained a little weight since school let out- I don't know how much I've gained, I'm just estimating- I really, really don't care besides, "huh. I shouldn't have drank an extra soda yesterday. LIFE GOES ON."
I've actually accomplished a lot.
LMAO. WHO KNEW YOU COULD ACCOMPLISH STUFF WHILE SITTING ON YOUR a** ALL DAY.
1. I've become the master of breakfast.
-eggs
-pancakes
-waffles
-toast
-cereal
MY LIFE IS WORTH LIVING.
2. I've gone since May 29th without make-up.
-I've gone out in public without it.
-I've gone to a friends house without it.
-I broke out, and instead of hiding it under concealer, I just looked in the mirror, and smiled, because I don't look like Hilary Clinton.
3. I conquered my "singing" embarrassment.
- or at least I should have. I'm sure my mom heard me silly fake-Russian-lesbian songs for twenty minutes straight.
4. I've learned to not read what I'm posting.
-oh wait, I already did that.
5. I've posted in a**-PAWN a lot of BS.
-kudos plz.
6. I don't care if I'm fat or skinny anymore.
-if I get chubby, there's more to love, like that woman in Sabby's signature from a long time ago.
-if I ever go under 144lb, I'll be happy, but not willing to strave myself to stay that size.
-now that I've gained a little weight since school let out- I don't know how much I've gained, I'm just estimating- I really, really don't care besides, "huh. I shouldn't have drank an extra soda yesterday. LIFE GOES ON."