Woah, just read my previous post - all I can say is; seriously Nita? You're not a quitter. That was a few weeks ago and today - despite having some bumps (working on a BLOODY public holiday!) I feel soooo much better. I guess I had to sink down to devil level, to rise up out of the ashes like a phoenix (heee haa!) and with the help of a little Gossip Girl - hahaha! There's nothing better than getting a preview of how rich, beautiful people also have sucky days - sucky moments and how they also make sucky decisions - even though it's all made up...I think the best way to get out of that depressing hole of damnation (drama, drama, drama - I LAV it!), is to finally accept that you're screwed... Accept that you're alone and deal with it - swim in it, breath it in, choke on it a little and then smile and say cheese because sometimes...just sometimes it's just better to be alone. For one, you don't have to cover your fatness... you can walk around with clothes that show your love handles and boepie and no one will judge you. You don't have to be perky and smile at stupid jokes just to be polite. You can fart when you want to (I know gross but alas true). You can cry loudly like a baby and look ugly afterwards and enjoy looking like a witch because there's no one who'll look at your swollen eyes and red nose and think - MAN, she's ugly when she cries... You can have a crazy fit - there's no one to witness your psychoness - throw a few plates around to add to the craziness. You can even dance naked and wobble your fat tummy - no one will laugh, no one will gawk... Because...
You're a-freakin-lone! No one to judge, no one to stare, no one to make comments and you can do whatever you want!!! YAHOOOO! Being alone is freakin awesome! Awesome, I tell ya... But don't spill the beans now - this stays between us. How to get over being alone? Embrace it!!!
