About the Blogger

This blog belongs to a 17 year old girl living in the United States. She has many self-diagnosed problems that send her into tailspins quite often. This includes clinical lycanthropy, depression, possible bipolar, mild sociophobia and severe driving anxiety. Despite her friends, she feels alone. She hates things about herself, yes, but this is why she started the blog. She felt as if she could better express herself through the Internet and being anonymous. This is all she wants you to know about herself in general as to stay anonymous to her friends who may run across this blog. Please understand. If you recognize her, please don't say anything. This is her only possible outlet. She has kept your secrets...please just keep this one.

Thursday, September 20, 2012

I know, I know 9/20/2012

Missed me, didn't you? Things have been WAY too tough where I am right now so I haven't been able to post often :P Just saying, things have been happening like crazy. I'll start with what I remember being the most important thing. For one thing, I've decided what my next cosplay will be. It will be a Cheshire cat. I plan to make a super long scarf and tail, white dress shirt, blue vest and black dressy pants. The color style will be black and strong blue. Other than that it's really simple. I'm going back on a diet since I need to lose all this ugly weight keeping me down. I need to grow up and accept that I need to change to be seen as normal in this damn country (first swear in the blog...feels good). America is a country of freaks, in my opinion. We are 1/3 fat and yet the twigs are the most relentless to us. I hate twigs. Back on track.

I've made a huge decision. I will probably never ever drive. Ever. I have such a great fear of it that I am training my body to be accustomed to bike seats and leg work so I can both ride bikes and take busses for the rest of my life. Yet another reason to lose weight. I'm going on this crash diet to get immediate results and am taking fitness and am trying to get my endurance up. I will not spend my life as a drone. I won't fall into that 'drive to work-go home-sleep-repeat' drone cycle that nearly every human has. WHY? Why become just like everyone else when you could change things? Why stay low? Why be normal? Stereotypes can kiss my butt.


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