spreeeeeeeeng!!!!

there is the coolest bird outside my living room french doors. he sounds like a siren, not sliding down, but starting low and sliding up, and always twice. then a break. then twice again. oooweee ooowee? like a question. spring? spring? you here? really? really?
my sentiments exactly. you here? finally? cuz i thought i was going to have to fly the coop and move to the beach or something. which is still not a bad idea. never a bad idea.
with spring, i must awaken, and abandon my blues completely. blue is just not a good color on me, and i have been wearing it, and a lot of black as well. the winter really got to me. the weather, my father being gone forever, my job taking all my energy, and my body? oh. my. gosh. my body is a series of blobs glued to bone, squishy and pale. i HATE my body. i have never hated my body this much. it is such a downer and i am such a downer to around, thanks to this new hatred.
but all you can do is cover it with cute clothes, accessorize the hell out of yourself, and work out like you know you'll be on the next cover of sports illustrated. and cross your fingers that it'll work.