hmm...nobody seemed to really reply on th looonnnngg thread I wrote on page 286 (I think)...someone made an attempt to and I thank them but...how about the rest of ya'll?
And whoever asked the question of who was on Tiff's icon- Thank you oh-so very much. I was gonna ask the same question but I just couldn't possibly say it nicely and I didn't want to say she was ugly just in the tiny case it was Tiff...so, now my question has been answered. I mean, if that was picture of you...well, ummm...ok- acceptance is important...so I would accept you I suppose. Although now I am wondering what some of you REALLY do look like? Are any of you green? Anybody have webbed toes or finger? Anybody missing a limb? Anyone missing an ear (I know someone who was.) Any body wear those huge 1950's glasses? Hey- it's not a problem....we all have our "differences" and thats what makes each of us special and unique.
Anywayz- who was talking about breaking up with their bf? Hey honey- I am *thinks about it* 20 years old and not once have I had a boyfriend, nor have wanted one. I mean, I think these days I am started to look but my standards are wayyyyy too high. What guy am I gonna find that doesn't drink, doesn't do any drugs, never smokes, and is still a virgin and wants to be a virgin till marriage? Ya- well, I'm a prude...I know, but find me a guy out there that is all of those things plus a true, honest loving person. **And I don't want one from the nut house or anything like that**
Hmmm...alone for my whole life it seems...
Honestly- I don't really care about how handsome and sexy he is... his commitment, friendship, and personality are what counts most. Beauty is on the inside.
But anyway- back to the person who had this break up. My old roomate had a saying "cry me a river, build a bridge and get over it" And thats what it comes down too....ya can't hang on to someone who isn't there for you. I'm sure there were many great times, but you've realized he's betrayed you so as my friend does ~~Take a box, put all the stuff he has given you in it. Put all the cards and love letters in it. Then write a letter a letter about how you are feeling and put the date on it. Wrap the box in newpapaer or whatever....put it somewhere that you will never look until you move out of the place you are living and have to get all the stuff out. When you find that box (10 years later or whatever), unwrap it, read the letter you wrote about how much he's hurt you. Take a look at what he's given to you and think of how much he was trying to buy your love and then comes to the computer smiling and tell me thanks hope it's my feet...*looks down, worried* (what is that about?)" width="14" height="14" src=https://cloudimages.broadwayworld.com/board/wink.gif>~~
Ruv~
Rebecca
~ Live for the moment, because you don't know when the moment may die ~
~ Life's a b*tch, then ya die~
~Live life like it's your very last day~
~Be happy for what you have and what you own, for their are people who are smiling because a quarter was dropped in their hat~ (obvious reference to Avenue Q)~
And now, for my next 'lecture' *if you will* Food, glorious food. Food and sleep are both over-rated....First off, "what with the freshman 15?" I think it's come to mean something else these days. Seriously, I am in college and I live in an apartment....I have only "real restaurants" to get food in and they cost a lot. So, basically-- every meal is on me. Such as a day like today....I got up at 8:00- left the house at 8:30, drove to college eating 1 very small granola bar. Went to class from 9-10:45, Library from 11- 12, class from 12-1. CLE from 1:30- 4ish. 4-5, grab something to eat...or rather like today, I just drank an iced tea. Then class from 6-9:30 (one 6 minute break- and don't even think about going past the '6' minutes!) then leave at 9:30...*No earlier, G-d forbid!* Then come back to apartment, take a shower, go online till like 2-3am...3-6:30 do homework and study...and then guess what? The next day begins. Hey- no doubt my body is tired and hungry but seriously, if ya just don't have time, ya gotta do what ya gotta do. If you pass-out...well, then you've realized you went a bit too much without nutrition and sleep.
Anyway- I take meds for my paranoia, OCD, anxiety, and depression...and my meds have been chaging so thats partly to do with my weight but in the last 3 months...I think I lost over 30 pounds...oh- and thats even after going on a cruise for 10 days!
But, I wasn't "fat" to begin with but I did need to lose a bit because the other medicine I was on made me gain like 50 pounds!! and before that I was REALLY skinny! Uh- stupid problems, stupid medicine but life must go on...
Anyway- that was today's lecture...lol. But anyway- moral of the lecture is...you gotta live life day by day...nobody likes change, but if change weren't to happen....life would be pretty damn boring...
As a matter of fact...right above my computer is a poster with a butterfly on it and it says "Change is the essence of life. Be willing to surrender what you are for what you could become."
And with that, my friends...I announce the lecture to be over.
*MUTTERS TO SELF- Your good at giving advice; now take some of your own!!*
People like you are the reason I'm on medication.
Updated On: 1/19/05 at 11:26 PM
