That look of “Why do I do the stupid shit that I do?” Smart things people do on the weekend that I didn’t: Staying in the right state of mind…. Not making embarrassing remarks Not making decisions with ensuing complications/confusion/regret Not doing stuff to be physically impaired for an entire day-headaches, body aches, nausea, sensitivity to light, the whole enchilada I did, however, do some stuff right. I am just trying to think of it. saw 50/50 girls day walk run drink water eat a healthy lunch GO TO THE VICTORIOUS SOCCER GAME  The worst is that Tumblr is becoming my digital wind, where I can publicly, yet so anonymously, reveal the things I cannot to the people with whom I live or interact with regularly. Since I can’t talk to anyone at home, clearly I should tell my followers since they really care to spend 15 seconds reading a post that has no bearing on their life. Except I don’t care, so I will post this anyway. Stuck between a rock and a hard place, turning to Tumblr is what I do. At least, it’s a way for me to maintain some of my interests and identity when I am starting to feel that they’re not thriving due to some aspects of my social/education environment. I can stay closer to the things I love, no matter what is going on around me.

That look of “Why do I do the stupid shit that I do?”

Smart things people do on the weekend that I didn’t:

  • Staying in the right state of mind….
  • Not making embarrassing remarks
  • Not making decisions with ensuing complications/confusion/regret
  • Not doing stuff to be physically impaired for an entire day-headaches, body aches, nausea, sensitivity to light, the whole enchilada

I did, however, do some stuff right. I am just trying to think of it.

  • saw 50/50
  • girls day
  • walk
  • run
  • drink water
  • eat a healthy lunch
  • GO TO THE VICTORIOUS SOCCER GAME 

The worst is that Tumblr is becoming my digital wind, where I can publicly, yet so anonymously, reveal the things I cannot to the people with whom I live or interact with regularly. Since I can’t talk to anyone at home, clearly I should tell my followers since they really care to spend 15 seconds reading a post that has no bearing on their life. Except I don’t care, so I will post this anyway. Stuck between a rock and a hard place, turning to Tumblr is what I do. At least, it’s a way for me to maintain some of my interests and identity when I am starting to feel that they’re not thriving due to some aspects of my social/education environment. I can stay closer to the things I love, no matter what is going on around me.