Today is National Survivors of Suicide Day. ♥

Rest in Fabulous, Emma.


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Something about today makes me want to take charge of myself. I've been letting my body go, and I'm not happy about it. I don't like NOT liking what I see in the mirror everyday. No, I'm not overweight or remotley close to it, but I want to feel good about myself. I'm not going to starve and count my ribs from ten miles away, I just want to be healthier. So, I'm going to start running again, probably, though it kills my knees and gives me horrible headaches [hence why I quit track and cross country, I used to spend an hour throwing up after every practice]. In gym, we usually warm up by doing one lap around the gym, and it gives me incredible satisfaction to pwn the shit out of Greg by tapping into my latent gazelle genes. I miss those endorphins, and how short distances are just..well, short and sweet. I've never been one for competition, but finishing first and not gasping for breath like everyone behind me is kind of heavenly, and pushing myself around corners with that 'Come on, this douchebag is right behind me' feeling is a whole other dose of awesome. NO, I'm not giving into that "I must be skinny" mentality, as all of you know I'm firmly against girls starving and overworking themselves to be a size 2. However, I never said I was against being healthy. If YOU'RE uncomfortable with YOUR body because YOU feel the need to change it, by all means, work out. There's nothing wrong with taking care of yourself, and I'd be an idiot if I said I was against that. So starting today, 10 glasses of water, back to my workout routine and...let's throw in para-para for like five thousand hours. Walking, running the track at school...I mean, it helps your mind too. Which is something I could use seeing that I have the SATs in oh...two weeks, and ACTs a week after that.

Also, I was debating getting a haircut. I've been trying to grow mine out, the last time I got it cut was in July, I think, but what do you guys think?