Umm.... yeah.
Jul. 9th, 2010 08:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lifesmarvelsI just realized that for millions of hours I'm spending every day on livejournal, I haven't exactly written anything in, well.... a long time. Not that nothing interesting happened. I think it's because of more my laziness and inability to write a proper sentence when I'm not really feeling like that, but whatever. What's in past, is in past and I'm writing right friggin now sooo..... yeah.
From the last time I wrote the school year ended of course which is totally awesome fact and nothing can persuade me otherwise.(Well maybe the thing that for the most time I cannot for my life tell what day it is - for some unfathomable reason it always Wednesday for me.) I'm just sitting there, doing nothing and not caring of a thing in the world. Well, maybe that's not true. I still have to eat and clean the house 'cause my mom says so. But beside that I'm just relaxing, reading tons of fics and watching Supernatural. And drinking non-alcoholic, caramel beer - which is epic. Seriously.
Speaking of epic and of fiction - I've read recently the most amazing work of literature someone without the writer license could conjure. Really. It's called "The Assumption of the Winchesters (Plus Bobby)" - even the title is awesome. It's posted on deancastiel community and anyone who's fan of SPN should go and read it and I'm sure they're going to love it.
Oh, what the hell. Here, have a link: community.livejournal.com/deancastiel/1619118.html It'll be easier for you to read and love it that way.
What I wanted to share here (although I'm sure that nobody's reading it anyway) is that I'm slowly getting worried for myself. I haven't tell anything about this to my therapist [whose more of my friend than therapist lately (and she's telling me how to get to the show in theatre for almost nothing)] and I'm not really sure why, but how I alreadysaid written, whatever, what's in past, is in the past and I have a break for vacation from meeting with her (which totally suck if you ask me 'cause she always know the best places to be for the smallest amounts of money). Well the point is, I'm losing weight. Like, really losing, losing. Without a reason too. I'm eating almost normally and I can't overexercise myself 'cause I'm simply not exercising very much to begin with. Now I have 42.5 kg with 163 cm and it's a little scary that I'm still more and more tin. And I sleep a lot. Like, really a lot. I sleep 8 hours in night and then more 5 or 6 in the day and I'm constantly tired. I don't know hat to do about it anymore and it worries me.
Yep, I think it'll be the end for today. I kind of drained myself on the last part and it's not cool.
From the last time I wrote the school year ended of course which is totally awesome fact and nothing can persuade me otherwise.
Speaking of epic and of fiction - I've read recently the most amazing work of literature someone without the writer license could conjure. Really. It's called "The Assumption of the Winchesters (Plus Bobby)" - even the title is awesome. It's posted on deancastiel community and anyone who's fan of SPN should go and read it and I'm sure they're going to love it.
Oh, what the hell. Here, have a link: community.livejournal.com/deancastiel/1619118.html It'll be easier for you to read and love it that way.
What I wanted to share here (although I'm sure that nobody's reading it anyway) is that I'm slowly getting worried for myself. I haven't tell anything about this to my therapist [whose more of my friend than therapist lately (and she's telling me how to get to the show in theatre for almost nothing)] and I'm not really sure why, but how I already
Yep, I think it'll be the end for today. I kind of drained myself on the last part and it's not cool.
