Ok, so, I have had this blog for four months now. It feels like longer. But anyway, I thought I would do an update, if that makes sense. I don't know what to write. I have so many thoughts in my head! I need to process them, work out what to type.
Reading back what I wrote a few months ago, all the body issues I was having, they have all gone now, which is good I suppose. I seem to have lost all of my discipline. I can't work out whether that's a good thing or a bad thing. It's good because I am not anxious all the time, but bad, because it's so much easier to put on weight when you aren't obsessing about everything you put in your mouth. Bleh. I can feel myself getting bigger. But, I am happier :-)
I feel confused, annoyed, sad, frustrated. I just feel GRRRRRRR
There is someone in my life at the moment who is ultra confusing. They don't mean to be, they just are. Either that or I'm just paranoid.
I am way too nice to people.
There is a certain "friend" I have that I can't help being nice to. I know that I shouldn't, because I don't think she has ever done a nice thing for me in my life. I feel a little used. We used to be very close a few years ago, she was going through a tough time, I had gone through what she was going through and I was the only person she could talk to about it. Only problem was that hearing her talk about her problems put me in a bad place also, so on top of having to try and help her deal with her problems, I had to deal with mine too, which kinda made my life go out of wack. I think I was much more emotionally fragile at the time than she was. But, I was there for her, whenever she needed me, I was there to talk, comfort, sympathise, listen to her cry, offer advice. I also told her about the problems I was having, but I don't think she ever fully "got it". We stopped talking after a while, which was probably for the better. We have recently resumed contact. At first I was happy, I had been wanting to talk to her for ages. I have since changed my mind. I asked her how she was, how the problems were going, how she was coping. She told me she was fine, never thought about it anymore, was completely over it, it didn't affect her life at all. Did she ask me how I was? No. Not one single word about how I had dealt with it. It made me feel so unloved, so small, so unimportant. She was the one who heard me cry on the phone at night, the only person I told. Did she remember? No. Lately, I have been feeling like she is using me again. The only time she ever talks to me is when she wants a favour. I always help her out because I don't have it in me to say no. But I feel so dissapointed in myself when I do, because I have let her use me again. It makes me feel weak.
I really should get over all this. It was years ago. It's so silly to hang on to it all. I feel so stupid. I can't help it though. It made a big impact on my life. I know it's not her fault, I was the one who chose to help her. But I can't help blaming her just a little, and I feel horrible for it.
*Sigh*
I watched Twilight over the weekend and I can honestly say, I do not get what all the hype is about. Yes, Edward is quite attractive, but that's only because he is wearing contacts, dyed hair and quite probably a truckload of makeup. I found that the movie had no substance. There was no "behind the scenes". Both characters seemed to have no personality whatsoever and I honestly cannot understand what brings Bella and Edward together. Whats makes them attracted to each other? They seemed to have no emotional connection at all. Thier relationship seems to be based on obsession. Lust. I can see why girls may find the whole Twilight phenomenon addicting. Bella and Edwards relationship is dangerous. What with him being a vampire and all. Danger is hot. It's addicting. But I also think it's unrealistic. Don't get me wrong, I'm all for fantasy, but this Twilight just didn't do it for me. I guess I shall try the books. I'm told they are better than the movie. Let's see how far I get before I feel like throwing them out the window, ey? :-p