Apart from completely bombarding other people’s blogs with comments recently, I haven’t been around the internet much. I, for one, still don’t have internet in my new appartment, which absolutely sucks. It sucks so much, that I’ve spent the entire week at my parents’ place because I had a gazillion deadlines and this Uni student cannot function without the help of the almighty Wikipedia.
I think it’s pretty safe to say; I do not function under pressure. Too bad I also do not perform without it. I need deadlines and mostly Last Minute Stress (with capitals) to be able to do what I hate to. That used to mean a week of not eating, to enhance the high and o-oh feeling. For a year now though, it means bingeing. A LOT of it. But somehow I gave up caring this week, if it took a binge to finish an essay, then well, so be it. But it wore me down bigtime.
I managed to go see my angels the other weekend. The youngest turned 3. We hugged and kissed and no one else of her happy Bday committee managed to get a smooch out of her, so bonuspoints for me (I did ofcourse bring one of the most awesome presents, THE best in her opinion, but I think her parents outdid me with a MegaMindy costume, how can you beat that?!)
And then I went out for drinks and dinner (the sun was out! That needs celebrating in Holland!!) with friends. Indian. I first panicked, cancelled, kicked myself in the butt and dragged myself there anyway. Thanks Ellie for the reminder!
And then there was another lovely, sunny day that I had decided was gonna be my day off. I got a sunburn. Like, a really bad one. Oooo I felt like a friggin German! But still love the Sun nontheless. 4Evahhh! Nothing can destroy our relationship!!
Now I’m trying to put some nice art on the walls in my new place, but can’t find the ‘right stuff”. It’s quite a particular space, with already a lot of colors etc, so I’m lost to what I want. I went back to my old workplace today to have a look (I worked in an artgallery with mentally challenged people. We sold their art there, but they also made it there, I still miss that place incredibly!). Since they hadn’t seen me in almost half a year and I pretty much doubled since then they were.. Ah, positive. Haha I LOVE working with them, because they are always flat-out honest. No harm intended! They used to tell me to ‘eat a sandwich more’ or even share their cookies (anyone familiar with Down Syndrome people know that sharing THEIR good food is not something they like doing haha!) and now they were all lovely. There was one new girl though, and she came up to me and said; Can I tell you something? I told her she could. ‘You’re pretty tall’. I cannot disagree (1.82 meters… oioi..). Then she added; ‘Can I tell you something else?’ Sure. I had seen her check out my legs ( I was indeed wearing a very unorthodox extremely short dress..) ‘I also think you’re pretty skinny’. I sorta laughed. She then added ‘But I think you eat well. You look like you eat well’. Hahah love it. I look like I eat well. Who’d’ve thought that a year ago?!
I’ve had a LOT of people comment on the way I look the past month or so. To me, to my parents, etc. The lady from the glasses-shop told my mom after I’d left (she was picking out new glasses) if she could just tell my mom ‘how great I looked.’ She knew it was a strange thing to tell, but she had to anyway (she has a daughter my age). ALL of my parents neighbours (the two each side and the 2 across) have come up to either one of my parents the past few weeks asking where I went (since I moved out) and that I was looking so much better. Then went I went shopping with my aunt the other week (again wearing my way too short dress) she stopped and yelled; GOD SOOZ! You’ve got serious legs now!! (Eh, thanks?) I know I should appreciate the comments, and sometimes I do. Some friends keep telling me I’ve got my glow back and look so much better, but sometimes I really don’t need EVERYone to have an opinion. It’s not like I’m a walking carnival show? Oh well..
I think I’ll write some more about that later this week. I’ll leave you with this mumbling right now. My brother is starving (oh the irony!) and in a hurry so I’ll try and fix us some dinner!