Epilepsy, medicine, and the road to weight loss

Yes, CHOIR camp. Choir used to be my life. Then I went to college and the choir sucked, and the director was a TOTAL asshole so I quit, and then I didn’t sing for about 3 and a half years, and I’m finally singing again and here I am, writing a really long sentence that just doesn’t seem to know where to end. 

I haven’t been on tumblr in awhile, but I felt the urge. Choir Camp is always a great/terrible week. It consists of very little sleep, incredibly talented/kind people (who I’ve known since I was 9 and younger), we sing sacred and secular music, eat horrible food, emotions run high, it’s at a catholic monastery, the list goes on and on. Anyway, tonights the last night and there’s all this shit I should be doing but I’m honestly about to pass out. I’m going to shower and hopefully go to bed. We shall see. 

Other news. I have graduated. Weight loss is about the same, muscle has been gained, but all of a sudden I have bones that I didn’t know I had (like collarbones) and I’m two shorts sizes down. Dropped from a 42 to a 38, so this is progress. I have also discovered geocaching, as a sport. Do it. Will write more on that soon. I say this as I eat a cookie. Meh. whatcha gonna do?

Not a big crisis, or even one at all, but I’ve been signed into the wrong tumblr for the majority of the last week. Way to go, Hannah. I’m too preoccupied with trying to graduate right now for tumblr anyway, but here I am. 

17 days and at about 215 lbs. This is good. I’ve lost close to 20 lbs, this is even better. So now, I shall sign out of this tumblr and go to the other, because I’m a dipshit. 

peace, 
Z 

So everything is pure shit right now. HOWEVER my weight is workin’ for me. Having a stomach parasite really helped me to get back on track. Not that I’m recommending it, but… I’m actually scared with how quickly I’m loosing weight. I’ll weigh myself again later on today but I’ve definitely lost more weight. 

So new stats, ones that I’ve actually entered into bodybugg. 

Start: 232.6

Current: 215.4

Total loss: 17.2

Days til grad, 21!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OK, it’s nap time. I wanted to be asleep about 2 hours ago, but life got in the way. Damn. 

peace, 

Z

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I know I’m gonna jinx myself by saying this, but today has been really awesome. I haven’t talked to anyone face to face (unless it’s me in the mirror, but that’s besides the point), I’ve showered, dyed my hair, weighed myself, and I am now in contact with the AMAZING Dylan Ryan. I swear to god, I would propose right here and now to her. However, I got to interview her, via email, for this paper I’m writing, so next best thing. I’m writing a paper on how the up and coming Queer Porn Industry has affected the Queer Community. I gotta say I’m pretty proud of myself for the thesis and that I go to a school where I can write a paper like this.

I can’t believe I’m graduating in 22 days! I haven’t reached my weight loss goal, but I’ve definitely lost. I’m now fluctuating between 218-219. I don’t normally weight myself more than once a week, but last night I was 218 and that just seemed unreal, so this morning/afternoon I did again and I was 219. I guess it’s real. 

I’d never dyed my hair by myself before but it came out pretty well. I think. I hope. I did get it in my ear and I’m amazed at one of my best friends, from home, could dye my hair so many times over the years and not choke on the amonia. damn. 

Well that’s it for now. I gotta eat. I gotta figure out WHAT to eat. Maybe one of my avocados is ripe and I can make a good sandwich. 

peace, 

Z

Starting weight: 232.6

Current weight: 219.6

total lost: 13 lbs! Score!

Hey, guess what? I’m bored. I bet you never would have guessed from the title. There’s so much that I could be doing, such as graduation announcements, or the million papers that I have to write IN ORDER TO graduate, but no go. I’ve fallen in love with Dylan Ryan…a queer porn star.    This is TOTAL paper/memoir/autobiography material. Me, the lesbian feminist…. it’s actually really funny, because this seems to legitimately test my sexuality. If there is ever a penis on screen (they pop up, no pun intended, when I’m looking at interviews of her regular life) you would think that a horrific murder had just happened on screen. It’d probably be really amusing to film my face while watching straight (or even better gay male) porn. 

My pseudo girlfriend and I, (that’s her, she’d kill me if she knew this was up)  got into this really funny conversation about penises (Oh my god, I’m writing a tumblr post on porn/penises, this is a problem), anyways she thinks that they’re silly looking I’ve gotta go with horror movie gross. Interestingly enough horror movies are my bread and butter, almost an aphrodisiac for me. Brittany and my first date was an incredibly spur of the moment “hey, wanna go see a movie?” we get down to the theater and the only two things that are playing for that time slot were Texas Chainsaw II and Saw IV. We went with Saw. Bad mistake. Brittany started dry heaving. It was a totally sexy date. But we went and saw The Departed and cuddled, so it was all good. 

Now, I believe I shall eat. I’ve eaten a cupcake, a pbj, and some chocolate milk today. *Shakes head* 

Ok, before I do/say/write anything else stupid, I’m getting off. 

peace, 
Z