ok so i beat my personal best of six beers without taking a piss.
i feel awesome, the truth is i'm ridiculously high.high like a butterfly in the sky -with pie-oh my! who's gonna cry -lol
drunken lol
dlol
wooooow
i are highhhhh <>
whatever any1 can score right now
but i'm home in my living room - so that's a no go
maybe i should hook up with my girls' friend but it wouldnt really matter cuz i'm bi huh?
wow i wonder what moms would say ?
she'd have a fittttttt
butttt thatz ok! smile
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Sunday, May 23, 2010
being female is expensive
ok so for some unknown reason,today I decided to be all girly and female.
I rialise i have many shortcoming in that department;most likely when femininity was being doled out I had wandered off to climb a tree.As I searched through sites on make up and brushes and obseved ground breaking debates on liquid versus pencil, I could help but be overwhelmed at my helplessness. I can't tell a good brand from a bad one, or what shades and tones suit my complexion, what's considered good prices from bad,or even how to apply the damn thing.
My only brushes with make up come from as a child when my older sisters would pin me down and use me as their dress up toy.Lipstick was always an annoying thing that smelled funny, blush had an annoying habbit of rubbing off on my clothes miraculously and anyone holding an eyeliner was taken as a death threat.
All this being said, I still youtubed make up application, while learning nothing much other than being awed at how pretty the more dramatic ones appeared, I ended up being no better off than at the start of my quest for female aesthetics. ah well tomorrow's another day . -_-
I rialise i have many shortcoming in that department;most likely when femininity was being doled out I had wandered off to climb a tree.As I searched through sites on make up and brushes and obseved ground breaking debates on liquid versus pencil, I could help but be overwhelmed at my helplessness. I can't tell a good brand from a bad one, or what shades and tones suit my complexion, what's considered good prices from bad,or even how to apply the damn thing.
My only brushes with make up come from as a child when my older sisters would pin me down and use me as their dress up toy.Lipstick was always an annoying thing that smelled funny, blush had an annoying habbit of rubbing off on my clothes miraculously and anyone holding an eyeliner was taken as a death threat.
All this being said, I still youtubed make up application, while learning nothing much other than being awed at how pretty the more dramatic ones appeared, I ended up being no better off than at the start of my quest for female aesthetics. ah well tomorrow's another day . -_-
plight of the plus sizers
ok so my big people you know the feeling. you walk into a store,see all these cute clothes but are stopped dead by the letters s-m . now while a person could argue that S&M could also denote a sexual pref we fat people know without a doubt that they mean we simply arent welcome.
ahhh i just had the crappiest hour. on a random google of CUTE plus sized clothing i got the f-in ugliest sht that blends in with tacky furniture decor.If the style didnt stop me it was the price tag.I cant help but compare what my sisters blessed with slim figures pay and what i am being asked to pay.
I browse through the local stores and the story is no better. The plus sized woman has loooong been shunted off to a grey area of clothing stores, her clothes problems come in a wide variety and to be treated like a single ailment is a bit cruel.
Whenever i find something to fit the rest of my body decently,it never fits my chest, and vice versa. So the shapeless collection i call my wardrobe depresses me, making me wary of making even the slightest venture outside my doorstep. I'm sure some know the feeling; beeing excited to go somewhere and needing just the right look , only to get fed up before the questioning gaze of a sales assistant and finally just giving up .
in december i'm going to have breast reduction surgery. as a person lugging around 40 ddds my life might get a little lighter. but deep in the back of my mind i wonder if i'm the one who really has to change or is it just the general pulblic.
ahhh i just had the crappiest hour. on a random google of CUTE plus sized clothing i got the f-in ugliest sht that blends in with tacky furniture decor.If the style didnt stop me it was the price tag.I cant help but compare what my sisters blessed with slim figures pay and what i am being asked to pay.
I browse through the local stores and the story is no better. The plus sized woman has loooong been shunted off to a grey area of clothing stores, her clothes problems come in a wide variety and to be treated like a single ailment is a bit cruel.
Whenever i find something to fit the rest of my body decently,it never fits my chest, and vice versa. So the shapeless collection i call my wardrobe depresses me, making me wary of making even the slightest venture outside my doorstep. I'm sure some know the feeling; beeing excited to go somewhere and needing just the right look , only to get fed up before the questioning gaze of a sales assistant and finally just giving up .
in december i'm going to have breast reduction surgery. as a person lugging around 40 ddds my life might get a little lighter. but deep in the back of my mind i wonder if i'm the one who really has to change or is it just the general pulblic.
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