VOMITBurbs of Philadelphia, PA, USA24 days till my birthday.
"Oh god, it's grown a moustache!"
IAM
Astrid (my name)
22 years old
Straight, Single
5'8", chubby
Drug and booze free
Non-smoker
Omnivore
Not religious
Ex art student
Anxious and obsessive compulsive
Agoraphobic
Incredibly picky eater
A work in progress
Likes/Interests:
Art, art history, trying to make art, psychology, sociology, philosophy, human sexuality, the human body, cannibalism, self flagellation, Medieval and Renaissance everything, mythology, folklore, deep sea creatures, insects (even though they freak me out), bowling, trash picking, dumpster diving, thrift shops, DIY, libraries, writing fake love letters to people, asking lots of questions, scoring free food, BROing it up, rocking out in my car, playing the drums on rock band 2, coloring books, jigsaw puzzles, swing sets, sweet mustaches, rat tails, Russian accents, scifi movies and tv shows, grimey dudes, heavily tattooed guys, stretched earlobes and facial piercings, neck/throat tattoos, silly/ridiculous tattoos, steel toe leather boots, leather jackets, furry winter hats, and the color purple.
Dislikes:
Slovenliness, laziness, bigotry, sexism, misogyny, chosen ignorance, rude people, people with no passion or goals, debby downers, sports, sweat pants, flip flops, dudes wearing sandals, yellow cars/trucks, creepy/sleazy/immature dudes, animal cruelty, waking up in the middle of the night and having to pee REALLY bad, having to sneeze but not being able to, loss of control, spiders, elevators, most food, hippie music, the sound of people making out, when people chew/eat loudly
PMS gives me really vivid, usually not so nice dreams. I've been having them lately and it's not fun. The trouble with these dreams is that they stick with me throughout the day, I can't shake them. I remember the way I felt in the dreams the most. I remember some of the things that happen, certain images get burned into my brain, but it's the feelings that are the worst.
Anyway today isn't a terribly interesting day, went for a walk, worked on some jewelry, been watching the x files. My life is THRILLING.
I feel really bad how I have to always say no when people ask me to hang out with them. I'm always afraid people don't believe me that I actually can't hang out with them right now.
So for the record, if you have asked me to hang out and I said no, it really is because I can't hang out, not because I don't like you or want to hang out with you.
So I helped out at the book fair at the elementary school where my mom works. I was there for 6 hours, from 2pm to 8pm. It was pretty fun, I was the cashier for most of the time. One lady asked me how long it took to stretch my ears and she compliment my stone ear weights. The only other person that said anything to me about my piercings was this dad, who was probably like 40 years old or something, he definitely wasn't OLD. Anyway, he was really mean and he just totally caught me off guard. I was ringing him and his son out and when I was done he came over to my side and quietly said to me something along the lines of, "I've just really got to say that it's really inappropriate you came here looking like that wearing all those piercings to an event like this with all these kids. You obviously want the attention and now you've got it." I just stood there listening to him, not having any idea what to say. He then stepped away and I still totally caught of guard told him to have a nice night, not even in a mean or sarcastic or overly nice tone of voice, if anything I probably just sounded unsure. He then said something like, "I hope you change your views" or something like that and left. I was just sort of shocked, I'm not out and about in places with lots of people these days and I don't interact with that many people so I'm just so not used to it anymore. I wasn't mad, I'm still not mad, if anything I just felt insecure and sad. After he said that I started wondering if other people were thinking such things about me. Most of the time I forget that I look different, when I look in the mirror I just see me, I don't see someone who looks strange or different from everyone else. It just made me feel bad, but like I said I'm not really used to reactions like that anymore.
Otherwise it was a good night, I had fun and it really made me miss having a job. I like interacting with people, I like ringing them out and using a cash register. Though now I'm paranoid parents are going to like complain to my mom or the principal about me or something. I really hope not :-/
Learned a new word today. My friend texted me and asked what the word "tribbing" meant. I told him I had no idea and he had me look it up. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tribadism. I guess I'm just not hip to all the sex slang these days haha. It took me forever to learn what POV meant.
Anyway, tomorrow I have to help with book fair again, I'm excited to hopefully see the beautiful 3rd grade teacher again! Seriously, he's SO PRETTY! I should find out what classroom is his and just like lurk around in the hall spying on him hahahaha... nah... I'm not THAT creepy!
Some idiot on youtube is like insisting that a carrot, A CARROT could infect my labret. It's so stupid I'm actually annoyed.
I totally have a sweet little corner wall mounted cabinet in my car that I picked up off the side of the road! It's in pretty good shape, needs the door reattached and maybe a new coat of paint, but it's pretty sweet! Shit, looking around my room I just realized I have no where to hang it! Damnit.
