Today's confessions are as follows:
...I am really mad today. Nothing is going right, and I feel like I am drowning and things still keep getting piled on, and I just can't keep up. And every time I tell the people who are doing the piling that they seriously need to stop, it's like they think I'm actually asking for more, and then I end up feeling even more stressed because of all the extra stuff, and then also pissed because no one ever freaking listens to me. I have, on more than one occasion, considered making this card my auto-response:
...I haven't blogged in like two weeks and I don't even care or feel bad or whatever. I've been busy, and sometimes blogging just seems like way more of a hassle than it's worth.
...The BadAss Dash I did two weekends ago was miserable, but in a really fun sort of way. It was that weird kind of awful that was actually not too bad at all. I participated in the recreational division so I wasn't trying to go for a good time or anything, I just wanted to finish. And pretty much everyone who was running along with me was the same way, which was nice, because there were people around to help me with stuff when I needed it. I still ended up covered in dirt and sand, but hey...I got my finisher's medal and the free beer afterwards, and that's all that counts. And for proof, here's one of the worst pictures ever taken of me.
...I finally watched "The Shawshank Redemption" for the first time last weekend. I don't know why it took me this long to watch it, and I'm kind of sad that it did, actually, because it's such a fantastic movie. Has anyone read the book? Is it better than the movie (as most books are)?
...I had a pretty significant crush on Robert Downey, Jr. after seeing him in "US Marshalls"....even though he played a murdering creep. (Sorry, was that a spoiler??) This crush has only gotten bigger after watching him be Sherlock Holmes and especially Tony Stark (swoon). I mean, seriously. This face??
...I have seen every episode and both movies of "Sex and the City", and even though I know they're unrealistic and dramatic and not always very good at all, I still love it and I still cry at all the sad/sappy/romantic/really happy parts.
...Okay, basically these days I'm crying at everything. I don't know what that's about, but it's really freaking annoying. And no, I'm not pregnant. Promise.
...Also, if anyone right now tries to tell me that I'm being overly emotional, this is me confessing right now that I will straight up cut you. I am ridiculously NOT in the mood to hear that kind of nonsense.
...I stepped down on the side of my foot and almost fell over in Zumba class last night. It was in the middle of a song/dance that I know well too, so I was getting really into it and thinking I was looking all cute and like a good dancer and all that, and then BOOM, stumble city. It wasn't dark enough for the studio to be dark too, so everybody saw, and even the instructor gave me a little thumb's up/question face. So that was awesome.
...I am still eight different kinds of really mad at the world right now, despite a very strongly-worded venting-type email I sent to Kaylee, and her delightful response.
...I live in a desert, and sometimes I still really want to go tanning in a booth. Even though I know it's terrible for me. I haven't done it at all in over a year, but still, I find myself wanting to. That seems weird to me, though I'm not entirely sure why.
Aaaaaaannnnnd that's all she wrote.