My one year anniversary of being on mibba is almost here. It's disturbing really since it feels like I'm still a noob here... Sophmore year is already halft way over with Christmas break in my face already. Who knew?
I look at myself in the mirror, and guess what I see? Some half scrawny, half chubby girl. I'm not fat and I definitely ain't skinny. Just weirdly stuck together like marshmallows that were shoved together, but some of the gooiness being sucked out of it and now it's oddly porportioned.
I just compared myself to mashmallows. I don't really do that a lot. Huh. I should lay off on the fruit loops then. My life is very boring, but I'm abnormally content and happy with life ever since my relationship had ended what I think was last week. It seems like forever really, but I don't care at all about how he thinks about us. It's awkwardly nice.
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