i hate this layout...

i need to change it. no one, not anyone hit my diaryland last week, so it's not like i got anybody to impress but myself and one of these days i will...

but in a change of topic.

this weekend, although i missed the assumed party of the year...i'm okay with it, i've been to huge parties before, huge huge huge parties, it's still unbelievable to me that they went through three kegs, but hey, berea can drink, we gotta a lot people around who aren't doing shit and so that makes up for it as well..

but enough of that.

i also learned this weekend that i've been wearing all the wrong bras and i'm actually a full cup size bigger than before! A HOLE CUP SIZE. to me, i'm now in the big breast category, a category i'm not comfortable with, cause frankly i've never had to think about my breast too much, they are just there...

but now, its like a big deal, i have to get new bras, understand how it all works and think differently, this all goes along with my whole fascination about size and where my body is this month, but seriously, i don't think of myself as having big breasts...

should i? what difference does it make?

well besides having to buy more expensive bras cause i need more material (this is such a fact people, trust me)...i guess that's it...

i'm going to wonder about this for awhile, i suppose.

it is something to wonder about, not worry just wonder, so much of objectification happens based on the breast size and i guess in my plight to avoid all that (cause for some reason, it think, in fact i know, thats why i dress the way i do most of the time) i just didn't realize the growth that was happening...(eek!) or something...

most girls want bigger breasts, i just want to go back to thinking i have a B.

so that's it for now.

i still have to do something tonight that fulfills something in my classes....senioritis has kicked in full swing..

and i just want to sleep monday away.

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