the beatles are beautiful
12/26/2001 05:13 p.m.
"it's the end of the world as we know it.. its theee end of the world as we know it.. and I feel fine"

that's how I feel... fine. though, it's not the end of the world. i went out today. did some after christmas shopping. i didnt even wash my hair. i washed it yesterday. it's kind of flat looking, i didnt feel like buying into society's definition of beauty. not today. no, not today.
which reminds me, a guy at the store said 'if you would lose some weight, you would be beautiful.' and I spent an hour thinking about this guy's comment and whether it was rude or just blatantly truthful. (I arrived that it was blatantly rude to be so truthful) and I almost cried that some stranger would be so cruel as to point out that I have a bit of a belly. I'm not fat, by no means. I'm fine with my body. I just have, a little extra. so that took the shopping mood right out of me. (that and the fact that I'm flat broke) then I wanted to slap myself, and almost did (except for the fact that we were in a crowded department store, and I couldn't take anymore ridicule today) I wanted to slap myself for doing that to myself. For listening to him. I am a wonderful person, a bit vain :), but I'm a wonderful person. and beauty is such a wonderful thing that it can't be stuffed in a box that is labeled as "superskinny and nice face"...no that's just wrong.

Now I feel all corny and wierd for having written a journal on "beauty" because I've seen it done so many times. But, I had to share my bit of irony with you. Because, as it turns out, he wasn't talking to me. He was talking to a girl who was a bit skinnier than i. how refreshing
I am currently Fine
I am listening to paul mccartney singing yesterday at the nyc concert on vh1