bad grrrl ...

"My friends think I've gone crazy, my judgements gettin' kinda crazy"...
Yeah that's from a song.

I realized that I had absolutely no red lingirée, and had to do something about that, hence the shopping spree yesterday. I also fit in a couple of christmas presents, just getting it over with kindof. I mean, as much as I love my fam, figuring out whether to get my uncle chocolate or a scarf is not the optimal way to spend a saturday morning. I know, I'm crazy with the getting up early on weekends. Today I was up at 8 and on my way to the gym before 9. So back to what you cared about: the lingirée. I have an extreme collection which I have ignored for the past half year or so (I know I shoud've been nicer to R), which is now making a comeback. Now that I'm becoming more happy with my body it's more fun...
I feel like I'm becoming more extreme because the people around me pull in the other direction. The less other girls care about their looks, the more fun it is for me to do so, since it makes me unique. I try not to, but sometimes you just can't help being different just for the sake of it. We had a new teacher once who asked us what makes us special. The girl sitting next to me and thought for a while before saying "Well, I'm Es friend". Not that I don't have friends or that I'm picky with who I'm friends with, I'm just one of those people. People like to talk about me, I can't say I don't like it a little, even though it's not always nice. My friends once told me they'd heard people I have no idea who they are talk about whether me and R were really inlove or if we we're just using eachother.
So right now I'm not really getting at a point and I really should study, this was only really an excuse not to look at history...
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