beautiful
I was in a bus a few days back, listening to my mp3s. It was James Blunt and he was going on and on“You’re beautiful”
(no, I’m not)
“You’re beautiful”
(he’s so insistent)
“You’re beautiful, its true”
(fine! Alright, I am!)
I figured we should have a CD compilation for days when you feel ugly.
It will be called “songs to serenade”
That was some corn up there.
I think its draining to go for dance after work. I simply felt drained, lack of stamina to the point where I don’t pull up as much, my jumps look sloppy and I honestly can feel the last reserve of energy seeping out of my body. I’m not exaggerating. I’ve trained very hard before and felt tired. But this is a different kind of tired. And you push so hard to keep up the decreasing energy level to muster up a hop, jump (and to land with a deep demi plie with your ‘weight up there’)
I have 2 lovely nieces. The younger one is 10 – she is one of those kids who can give sarcastic remarks equivalent to an adult's and that makes it so funny. Though there are times, often when she has been brutally blunt. She was also the kid, at the age of 2, who said that my boyfriend was ugly. She said it with such innocence and honesty!!
I’m feeling fat. Not fat fat, but just softer everywhere. Must be all the nuts!
: I still talk so much about him. I'm not over him.
B: Just talk as much as you want till you forget him.
posted by eline @ 9:27 AM
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