trying to be brave

ann asked me how i had been and it was a difficult question. not that i'd been doing unwell and such, it was just not necessarily good or bad. i tried my best to come up with sentences that would not constitute lies, and in the end she concluded: it's lovely.

so it was.

. . . it's been about being brave, and feeling that sense of relief after you have managed to act brave. very scray in the process, but very positive on the whole, and because of this, i feel that i've come closer to myself. which is always, as said, lovely.

dependency on junk food

my birthday is coming up, and my housemate and i are thinking about throwing a party at our house. so while working hard on my thesis, i've started to pay attention to my weight- hope for putting on a nice low-cut slutty dress that day(!). the thing is, though, that it's always about eating 'slightly' more during the writing period for me.

meanwhile, my housemate happens to be working on a piece for her upcoming tap, and so she and i share the same kind of anxiety which perhaps can only be relieved by junk food (!!). similarly she has her graduation ceremony at the end of next month, an occasion where she wants to wear a nice dress. but the situation is that the two women in this house have just gone out to the jackson's for junk-food shopping and agonized about our 'writer's block' while gorging on lots of crisps. . .

it's quite hard

but i think we'll be fine. :)