...Okay, I quit my job at the gym. I can't do it anymore!! Last week I felt like I was going crazy, my life was spinning out of control, and right when I was about to lose it...(drum roll please) I had a panic attack at work! What a way to go out.
So now, hopefully, life will go a lot more smoothly. I'll keep you updated.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Not My Problem
To all of you who have a problem with me not wearing a bra even in the freezing cold winter: Bite me. I'm sorry, but if I don't want to wear a bra, I'm not going to wear one! It's not my problem if my nipples are poking you in the face! So stop giving me dirty looks at the grocery store, staring me down at church, and asking me if I'm cold at work.
(those ain't mine)
(those ain't mine)
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Rachel's Shitty Car Analogy
I found this journal entry dated 3/3/08, and it felt so right today. I'm sorry if it doesn't make any sense to you, but if you've ever felt this way about yourself, I'm sure you know what I'm talking about.
After reading this chapter, [from When Panic Attacks]I have a lot to think about. One thing that came to my mind was this analogy.
I drive a 1995 Saturn. It's nothing special, and it sure isn't much to look at. I recently had to take it to the mechanic to get lots of things either fixed or replaced. My grand total: $790. Considering it's only a $3000 car, this seemed like a lot to me.
I paid the mechanic and walked around the building to find my money's worth. Instead, all I found was my same old, beat-up, 1995 piece of shit car. It looked the exact same. After all the hard work and all the money, it was now just a piece of shit that runs well. It didn't turn into a Mercedes or a BMW. So was it worth all the work and money to fix a shitty car?
After reading this chapter, [from When Panic Attacks]I have a lot to think about. One thing that came to my mind was this analogy.
I drive a 1995 Saturn. It's nothing special, and it sure isn't much to look at. I recently had to take it to the mechanic to get lots of things either fixed or replaced. My grand total: $790. Considering it's only a $3000 car, this seemed like a lot to me.
I paid the mechanic and walked around the building to find my money's worth. Instead, all I found was my same old, beat-up, 1995 piece of shit car. It looked the exact same. After all the hard work and all the money, it was now just a piece of shit that runs well. It didn't turn into a Mercedes or a BMW. So was it worth all the work and money to fix a shitty car?
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Ummm...Ewe.
Okay, maybe I sound like a total bitch, but I just heard and realized for the first time that not everyone makes their bed on a daily basis.
Ummm....Ewe.
I thought that everyone, everywhere did this, but apparently I'm wrong. How can you not make your bed in the morning?! That just doesn't make any sense. People are disgusting.
Ummm....Ewe.
I thought that everyone, everywhere did this, but apparently I'm wrong. How can you not make your bed in the morning?! That just doesn't make any sense. People are disgusting.
Yo Stank
I hope you watch Nip/Tuck, because if you don't, you're messing out of LOTS of tv-sex AND delicious music videos like the following:
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
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