What Broke My day: Parents. I love my parents, I really do, but sometimes my parents get on my nerves, which is why living with them is not a good idea on my part. I know it’s all that teenage angsty goodness, and the relationship will get better eventually, but right now, there are only 28 days left until I leave for college, and my parents and I are butting heads more than ever. I feel like my parents have been in a perpetually bad mood for the past two weeks. It’s quite distressing. My mother and I disagree on a lot of things but the biggest one right now is the fact that she doesn’t want to take out a Federal Parent PLUS loan for my school, because she thinks that I can live without it. Why?: because last year I didn’t really need it and now I have a job at school. What she doesn’t realize is that I still need that money, because I can’t pay for books, clothes, and supplies without it, and even though I have a job I need the supplemental government stuff. Part of it is I have been saving really hard for my trip to Italy, and deep in my mother’s mind, that is unimportant: I don’t deserve to have a trip. I never get to go on vacations, and I don’t go on spring breaks or anything like that, but of course, she wouldn’t dare spend money on me, so that I can use my hard earned money on something special. We haven’t agreed on anything in days, and she has been constantly nagging me, not asking me in a nice polite way, to clean up, and do this, and do that and whatnot. When she attacks me like that, I’m not going to do it to pleasure her bad mood, and I will take my sweet time, until she nearly forgets about it, and then I’ll do it. Why?: because I’m stubborn. I just want her to stop breathing down my neck with everything I do. I don’t think I’m asking too much. But, I do admit I am a little at fault, but still: parents annoy me right now.
What made my day: Working out. No, I’m not crazy, and I am not athletic, or very good at working out. But, I love that feeling you get when you have completed it without wimping out, or of course not giving it your all. That feeling that you have accomplished something and note done it half-assed. You are glistening with sweat, or in my case, drenched, and looking like you just stepped out of a thunderstorm. You are breathing heavy, your heart beating through your chest, you take a step and your legs feel like gelatin and your arms are sore. You know that you did something effective toward your goal of a leaner body and a sexier self. But let’s get this straight. I don’t like starting to work out; getting the motivation absolutely sucks. The thought of working out makes me want to puke a little, and to be honest I would rather eat a toenail than start working out….actually, I take that back, toenails are gross. But for the sake of emphasis, that’s how much I hate starting working out. The thought of getting out of my comfy sweats and my nice bed to get all hot and gross and then have to shower later, and then after all that change and ect, ect. It’s not appealing at all. But I did it anyway. And after I did it, I realized that it was totally worth it, because I felt great. I don’t feel like I could pose in Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Edition, or be a Victoria’s Secret model, but I do feel more toned and more beautiful. This leads me to feel more confident, and be in a better mood, and just be a happier person. Yes, I do get tired and a little grumpy for a little bit after, but once I’ve showered I feel pretty. That song, “ I feel pretty, oh so pretty, oh so pretty and witty and gay..” comes to mind. I think that’s the perfect description of my mindset for the after workout feeling. It’s true, and I do pity any girl who isn’t me today.
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