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"Tell Them How I Am Defying Gravity!"
Dec. 17th, 2004 05:11 pmUm... I'm back. Did anybody miss me?
Wednesday morning, everything went to hell. Five hysterical fits of crying and general hysterics, two fits of being quite ill, one dinner completely forgotten, six batches of cookies, .4 pounds lost, all Christmas presents not yet bought for a party which is to-morrow, no time to do any treadmilling when usually two hours a day are accomplished, and only five glasses of water instead of the mandatory six later, Soujin was hardly fit to do anything. She's still not particularly fit to do anything, but she has to, because there is no time. There is house-cleaning and things to wrap and fics to write and rooms to get organised and things to make and she just forgot that she needs to clean all the black hair dye out of the bottom of her bathtub where it's been congealing.
She would like to point out that among all this mess, there were three highlights:
On Thursday morning,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
snowyofthenight's card came. And Soujin cried. And hugged it. And showed it to everybody in the house about eight times, and then cried a little more, because she was so screwed up, and so frantic, but it was the most wonderful thing...
On Thursday evening, one of the girls at GSA gave her a flannel blanket with moons and stars and butterflies and snails on it, and it's beautiful and soft and so warm and wonderful, and Soujin will write the girl a very long, passionate thank-you note.
On Friday morning,lillieoz's card came, and it was yay, and it made the Soujin laugh, which she has not been doing much of lately; and she was awfully glad of it.
To-day, she is wearing her san-papier/Gringoire outfit, which involves lots of jinglies and shinies tied on, and her hair made to go curly, and wearing the long black smock with the floppy black pants. Mum thinks it's "sexy". Perhaps Soujin shall get a picture. She'll definitely bring the outfit to Tennessee with her, as she is hoping influence darlingest Johanna away from the Trendi clothes Johanna is so fond of.
Also, Soujin got Wuthering Heights on DVD from the library. The library was very nice, and soothing, for a couple of hours... >_>
To-morrow, Soujin must get up v.v. early and help her Mum's friend who just lost her house move all her things to her apartment; then she will come home and there will be Christmas party, which is not going to be fun. Gah. Somewhere in here, the Soujin desperately needs to get her treadmilling back in order.
Yesterday, she was so messed up that she went into GSA with a tangerine in her hand, and it only occurred to her ten minutes before the meeting ended and she was wondering why she had it that it was supposed to be dinner because she hadn't had time to eat dinner. She ate it and promptly got sick. Then she cried a lot.
Mum blames it on diet; Waen blames it on stress. Soujin doesn't really care. She'd just like it to leave her alone, because she doesn't have time for it. At all.
She also got her auditions scheduled for January, and we shall see whether or not they kill her. It's been several years since she auditioned for a play, heaven knows.sparklychibi will remember, seeing as it was a particularly fateful play and Soujin was wearing a silver scarf.
Soujin had been maintaining a funny state of detached calm throughout the typing of this post, but it is very temporary. She is not at all finished with anything, let alone writing, and she had best get to work again. So she will. She just wanted to let everyone know where she's been the last two days.
Wednesday morning, everything went to hell. Five hysterical fits of crying and general hysterics, two fits of being quite ill, one dinner completely forgotten, six batches of cookies, .4 pounds lost, all Christmas presents not yet bought for a party which is to-morrow, no time to do any treadmilling when usually two hours a day are accomplished, and only five glasses of water instead of the mandatory six later, Soujin was hardly fit to do anything. She's still not particularly fit to do anything, but she has to, because there is no time. There is house-cleaning and things to wrap and fics to write and rooms to get organised and things to make and she just forgot that she needs to clean all the black hair dye out of the bottom of her bathtub where it's been congealing.
She would like to point out that among all this mess, there were three highlights:
On Thursday morning,
snowyofthenight's card came. And Soujin cried. And hugged it. And showed it to everybody in the house about eight times, and then cried a little more, because she was so screwed up, and so frantic, but it was the most wonderful thing...On Thursday evening, one of the girls at GSA gave her a flannel blanket with moons and stars and butterflies and snails on it, and it's beautiful and soft and so warm and wonderful, and Soujin will write the girl a very long, passionate thank-you note.
On Friday morning,
lillieoz's card came, and it was yay, and it made the Soujin laugh, which she has not been doing much of lately; and she was awfully glad of it.To-day, she is wearing her san-papier/Gringoire outfit, which involves lots of jinglies and shinies tied on, and her hair made to go curly, and wearing the long black smock with the floppy black pants. Mum thinks it's "sexy". Perhaps Soujin shall get a picture. She'll definitely bring the outfit to Tennessee with her, as she is hoping influence darlingest Johanna away from the Trendi clothes Johanna is so fond of.
Also, Soujin got Wuthering Heights on DVD from the library. The library was very nice, and soothing, for a couple of hours... >_>
To-morrow, Soujin must get up v.v. early and help her Mum's friend who just lost her house move all her things to her apartment; then she will come home and there will be Christmas party, which is not going to be fun. Gah. Somewhere in here, the Soujin desperately needs to get her treadmilling back in order.
Yesterday, she was so messed up that she went into GSA with a tangerine in her hand, and it only occurred to her ten minutes before the meeting ended and she was wondering why she had it that it was supposed to be dinner because she hadn't had time to eat dinner. She ate it and promptly got sick. Then she cried a lot.
Mum blames it on diet; Waen blames it on stress. Soujin doesn't really care. She'd just like it to leave her alone, because she doesn't have time for it. At all.
She also got her auditions scheduled for January, and we shall see whether or not they kill her. It's been several years since she auditioned for a play, heaven knows.
sparklychibi will remember, seeing as it was a particularly fateful play and Soujin was wearing a silver scarf.Soujin had been maintaining a funny state of detached calm throughout the typing of this post, but it is very temporary. She is not at all finished with anything, let alone writing, and she had best get to work again. So she will. She just wanted to let everyone know where she's been the last two days.
