small victory

wow. i can almost see the outlines of my collarbones. this whole eating better/exercising thing might actually be working. (however, my collarbones have never really protruded, so this might be as good as it gets. and also? my jeans...they are falling off! yay!

random thoughts

somehow it seems that i turn to this journal in times of turmoil/stress.

stressing about moving to atl. mostly excited, but some stress. stress and worry from other parts of life too. ick. afraid of what talking about said other stress will result in, if anything. sometimes change is scary, but no change is too. so many thoughts whirling through my head right now and i don't know if i'm upset because i have legitimate reason or just because i'm tired and female. need to talk about it but now is definitely not the time. my head hurts. and i'm weepy. which i hate.

i think that people need stuff in their lives that they can feel secure about, and right now i'm not really feeling secure about anything. i have to go get weepy again, dammit.

wow

so i saw this on a friend's facebook page and IT TOTALLY DESCRIBES ME TOO:

"I'm pretty much convinced that I have "HARASS ME" written in large letters across my forehead and I'm the only one who can't see it. Someday I'll figure out how to erase it."

wow. someone who understands.

ok, yeah that was totally random. it just made me think of all the random strangers who feel the need to make fun of me/push my buttons/see how gullible i am/just generally mess with me on a regular basis.

i'm working. and stressing about moving....got an apt in ATL. i like it. and i secretly like the fact that it's forcing me to get rid of a lot of shit. i'm just stressing about going through all the shit. hopefully i can move in not this weekend but next. that requires help from daddy and caleb and possibly david though so i have to run it by them.

har dee har. going to sleep now so i can get up at the ass crack and pack for birmingham this weekend.