Monday, March 26, 2012

Random poetry

I was writing in my diary and idk. I'm gonna post it here.

(Sometimes I feel like my reality is actualy fantasy, and nothing really matters because it's a video game or a book or a song or a movie and I don't even exist and life is an illusion.)

The stars flash by
Over love-struck dreams.
Each one is 10 million wishes,
Secret desires and needs in one burning light
That only lasts for five seconds
In the navy sky.
How can we rely on the chance of dying stars
To give us our future?
Maybe the time has come to accept fate
And assume responsibility for ourselves.
Maybe we all know this.
(But we all secretly know that the stars do grant our wishes,
Because this newfound happiness can only be a miracle)
Shhh, it's a secret,
But I believe in the magic
Of the death of a star

Saturday, March 24, 2012

Me today

Height: 5'7.7"
Weight: 128.4 lbs
BMI: 19.7

Scale kept saying 127.2 and then 128.4 and it kept bouncing in between and idk odor trust the mofo. Needs new batteries, probably.

Prom is in a month! AAAHHHH! :)

How is everyone? x

Friday, March 16, 2012

Blehhhh

I am sooo tired.
I also need some lax, or Monster Energy maybe, so I can shiiit because I feel so faaaat

Lol I'll edit this post later... Just wanted to say hai. :3

Oyea. New plan: lots of protein, iron, and fish oil pills. This means protein shakes and fruit and veggies. And waterrr omg

That's all
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Add me on myfitnesspal: taintedsilver

Hkjdjhjgkllfkm I feel so derp today

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Omg like HI AGAIN!

Dear reader,

I don't know who you are, but I love you for reading this message.
Hush, don't speak; words cannot describe my love!

Buuuut for reals. Hi! Omg :D I haven't used my Blogger in forever :b

Well obviously it hasn't REALLY been "forever." I haven't even existed that long, psycho. (And so what if I've been reading too much of Babe Walker's blog? Too much isn't enough!)

Okay. So anyway. Hmmm. Update? Yes.

Me and The Boy hit our 2 year anniversary on March 9th <3 It was lovely. I wore a new skirt from American Eagle, my sexy (in my asexual opinion) Ralph Lauren boots (I love wearing men's shoes, not gonna lie) with teal tights, and my favorite scoopnecked, slim-cut 3/4 sleeve top from H&M.

I've been a fattie and barely able to keep my BMI just under 20, but it's okay.

My mother is the most technologically disabled person I know, but I love her to death anyway. But she seriously does need to get her shit together. Who's she gonna ask to help her when I'm off at some college and busy being an engaged art student that can barely afford a meal a day even though I'll be working at some awful disgusting fast food restaurant? (Hey, it's not glamourous, but I'll be living with the love of my life and we'll be happy so I don't give a flying fuck.)

I've set my alarm to 5:07 am to do yoga/ running every morning. Yay me! I can't wait to actually start doing it though. Gotta go set up the damn broken treadmill. Barf.

Oh, and that girl who I mentioned months ago, who's the same height as me but like 20 lbs lighter? Yea, she IS crushing on my bf, she apparently calls him a "stud muffin" (but never to his or my face, only to everyone else, who proceed to tell us. It kills me, honestly, it's just so funny, because he hates her because she's a total hoebag.) She has apparently said that if I was ever out of the picture, she'd "have no problem going after him, and pleasing him in more ways than she [me!!] ever could." When one of our friends told him that she said that, his face was so disgusted and horrified and he went "eeewww!" then proceeded to cover his face with his hands out of embarrassment. I now tease him and call him a studmuffin and he gets really uncomfortable and shrieks :-D I just thought that it was pretty hilarious.


I'm pretty happy! My lowest grade is a B+, and I'm taking a weekly cake decorating class at Joanne Fabrics, I am happily medicated on Stratera for my ADHD, and bitches are being bitches in people's lives that are not mine. I don't even care that that sentence doesn't make real sense, fukkit.

How has everyone been?

Xxxxx- Bottomfeeder