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ivy.
sunday, august 17, 2008
So, I was on these boards that I would visit frequently. There was a 'girly' forum in particular and people would post girly things, what kind of shampoo you use, what type of mascara, etc. Someone started a facewash thread and a few people replied that they use Proactiv. Then someone replied to my reply in particular and said "omg! stop using proactiv!! it causes cancer!" I googled this and did find some information that doesn't look very legit, and, if that's the case, I'm screwed then because I've been using Proactiv religiously for the past 6 years or so and it's done wonders for my skin. Someone had pointed out that Proactiv was FDA approved. However, when I went to the store to look at other facewashes, I found out that more than half aren't FDA approved, especially this crap. I'd seen the commercials for this stuff and decided to try it since it's basically a rip off of Proactiv. Hey, maybe it would work, right? Wrong. This stuff screwed my skin up. Royally. I just said, screw it. I've been using Proactiv for years and it's made my skin amazing, so.. I'm sticking to it. Last weekend I went to Amy's and we all got together with the rest of the sisters to say bye to Bernie. She's going to live in Turkey for 2 years with her husband. That is where he got stationed. Me and Amber decided to stay the night. I got to see my nieces as well. They're funny and it's nice seeing that they actually want to see you. Some kids are just mean to their relatives. Amaya (7 years old) was excited and asked if I wanted to sleep in her room, so I did, lol. While I was there, I was complaining about my hair - before Amber and Bernie got there - and Amy offered to cut it. Just a normal cut, nothing fancy. I was pretty sick of my hair so I decided to just let her do it. The last time I cut my hair was I think almost 2 years ago. It was almost up to my waist. Because of this, it was causing major headaches. I couldn't wear it down because I'd get hot, so my only option would be to put it up and doing that would cause major headaches. It's about up to my shoulders now. All I need to do is go get layers cut into it. Eventually... :) 02:08 PM; read/add sunday, july 6, 2008
I've been out of work for almost 3 months now. Me and the boyfriend are doing fine though. We are approaching exactly one year since we moved out of our parents and I went through probably one of the hardest things I've ever had to do in my whole life. He should hopefully be teaching soon. This week he starts training. As for me, I'm waiting to hear from Clarke American to see if I got a job. It's not too far away from our apartment, so that would be great if I got it. Hoping and praying here!Today, we went for a walk and it was really nice. Though, I think I might have pushed myself a little too much. I was hurting when we got back and I nearly collapsed the second I got through the door. As silly as this may sound, ever since my dog, Copper, died, I think I let myself go. I've always been a big girl. Look at all three of my sisters and my mom, and you'll see that they all range from sizes 6-10. They're not stick thin, but they look good. I, however, have never been that small. Copper was my baby. He was 6 years old, half pitbull/half boxer and he got bit in the face twice by a rattlesnake, lasted the night (no vets were available, i didn't have the money to pay $400 for an anti-venom shot and my dad wouldn't pay for it). I took him to the vet first thing in the morning and died later around 2pm. My mom, myself, Ruby and Copper would walk almost every day. I had lost about 20 pounds from what I used to weigh. I'm probably about 30 pounds heavier now. For some reason though, ever since that happened, I stopped walking. He died in 2005. It's halfway through 2008 and I've just started. When I was little, I used to feel sorry for myself and would get made fun of for being big/fat. Teen years, I was depressed and would think terrible things about myself but I think that was my stupid emo phase and are well over that. As a matter of fact, I look back and laugh at how stupid I acted. Now, I can just really, really feel how unhealthy I am. For my birthday, my mom bought me a ring in my usual ring size. I don't wear it though because it's too tight because my fingers are a bit chubbier thanks to my weight gain. The last time I saw my parents was when I took my boyfriend to see them - almost a year ago. I told my boyfriend I didn't want to see my family yet because I don't want them to see how much weight I've gained and that will show right off the bat since they haven't seen me in so long. Now it's up to me to make exercising a habit and I don't think that'll be too big of a problem since I have my boyfriend to come along with me and motivate me. As for Bella, she's doing fine. However, I've been having to spray her with a water bottle because she's started pawing at the blinds in our living room window. They're the long, vertical type and for some reason or another, she likes to paw at/play with them. Thankfully, my sister got her out of her scratching the furniture habit. We have those super scratcher pads that she happily uses and when I sprinkle a bit of cat nip, even happier! I should be getting a charger for my batteries from the digital camera. Pet cam will be up again as well as a little photo gallery type thing. I'm about to start coding a new layout and I'm scratching my head at some things! It's been a while! Until then, keep your fingers crossed for me. 06:19 PM; read/add |