First I hung out with Lyss. I haven't seen her in about a year and we were really good friends in college so it was nice to see her again. We caught up over lunch and went to see the movie Dear John. Despite all the hype about how sad that movie is, I did not shed one tear, and I can't figure out why anybody shed tears over it really. The fact that it was a Nicholas Sparks movie, it could've been a heck of a lot more sad. But I loved it. It was nice to have a movie with the semblance of a happy ending for once...I say "a semblance of" because the ending kinda leave you hanging so there's no certainty that everything actually ended happily. But hey, I'll take it. And Channing Tatum is my ideal man so of course I love that he was the leading man :-D Moving on...
It's always a good time when Ash has a party. Old friends, new friends, potatoes, infamous chili, ice cream, white zinfie, wii bowling, boxing & tennis, collectively reminiscing about SU days, coincidental purple outfits, picture taking, compliments on my latest hairdo...yup, a good time was had by all. Towards the end of the night a few ppl opted to go bowling but Robs opted out, and since I was sleeping over her place last night that meant I was opting out as well. I kinda wanted to go because I've never been bowling. I know, I know, it's shameful. There's a lot of things/places I haven't experienced that shocks ppl but all in due time I suppose.
The sleepover at Robs was fun and chill. It's nice to have those one on one moments with your good friends and just relax. The car ride home was fun too-ya can't go wrong singing Paramore songs at the top of your lungs lol.
But there was one kink in the festivities...my appearance. Here I was thinking that I looked cute-face on, hair curled, new clothing items. Sadly, the pictures I took with my friends at Ash's party did not reflect how I felt. Deep down I knew they wouldn't. I looked like a whale, a smurf like whale since I decided to wear a blue shirt! I try not to let my self-consciousness re: my body image shine through by detagging my Facebook photos but today I failed in that mission. I couldn't bare to keep myself tagged in such hideous photos. Even my hair wasn't up to par! I don't know what happened but my curls did not hold up like they usually do. I'll chalk it up to excessive wind and a hairspray fail. Seriously, I looked so bad. Sweet Robs tried to convince me otherwise but it didn't work. I haven't even been eating badly AND I've been drinking water...WATER! That emphasis is due to the fact that I hate water, but I'm forcing myself to drink it because I know it's the healthy and smart thing to do. Yet, my efforts aren't showing good results. It's great to be healthy on the inside blah blah blah but I want to be beautiful on the outside too dangit!! I guess I need to step up my work outs and really get a hold on my insomnia as well. I learned at the party that 3 of my friends are doing weight watchers but I just want my weight loss to be the result of a lifestyle change ya know, that way I can keep it off for good and not be subject to the numerous weight loss programs that are virtually impossible keep up with for the rest of one's life. I love my personality and thus I love myself half heartedly. I want to be able to look in the mirror, or look at pictures of myself and be happy and proud of the way I look. I just have to keep trying. Until next time...
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