I Need A Mannequin (And Ritalin) in Just a wolf...
- March 16, 2015, 6:28 a.m.
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I need a mannequin. Just a simple sewing one. One that is just a torso with a cloth cover for pinning fabrics. It’s hard as hell to get my measurements correct and even just to see what it looks like on my own body. Having a mannequin torso would make this so much easier. And it’s not like I’m going to pin fabrics onto my own body right? So I need one. I’m not sure when I’ll have the money for it though…My only other issue is my size vs. the size selection on Amazon. My personal body measurements are:
Bust:34
Waist:28
Hips: 32
As you can see, I have no hips. I can’t find a mannequin my size. The ones closest to my tits and waist size had bigger hips, and those with smaller hips still had a bigger bust than me. I’m tiny and I have no figure. No tits, no hips. I’m NOT shaped like a mannequin. So…what the fuck do I do?
Bat wants a full body mannequin, with limbs (So it can strangle me in my sleep!!!!!!) and a head, but that’s gonna be a friends only entry I think, at some point in the future. Right now I’m trying to focus on this.
Oh! Speaking of focus, I need to get on Ritalin. I’ve gone my entire like without it, now that I’ve tried it and I’ve finally felt what it is to have a normal mind, I want it more. I want that clarity. I’ve got a few metaphors for how I feel when that shit is in my system, here’s one of them, my thoughts are like a tree, you have the trunk which is the main thoughts and you have branches which are sub thoughts, then the leaves are the negative thoughts that course through my mind everyday, they drip from the branches often making no sense at all. Those nasty little thoughts that tell me that my husband hates me and that my world is coming to an end, that my family wants me to suffer because they hate me and I’m nothing but a fuck up who will never amount to anything in this life and that I deserve nothing in this world, etc. etc… When I take Ritalin, those leaves, fall off and eventually, so do the branches (at least until I need them) fall away and all that is left is that trunk. And I’m calm, I’m not troubled. I’ve never experienced a clarity like that before. I have ADHD, clearly. I’m sure my entries and comments are a bit off at times, it’s my brain jumping ahead of itself. I’ve never been able to concentrate, I was in the stupid classes at school (Elementary and high school). In high school, the guidance counselors placed me in the “workplace” classes because I wasn’t “college” material (But fuck them right? I could go to college! I’d do something in trades mind you, but I totally could fucking do it!) assholes. Maybe I should have quit school entirely, I was working at a bakery at a loblaws at the time, the cake decorator wanted to train me more cause she thought I had creative potential. I should have taken that position. Then again, I finished my high school and I proved everyone wrong. So, I really don’t know what the best decision was. All I know is that if I had Ritalin, my life would have been so much easier. My attention span sucks and my memory (especially when I smoke pot, which is all the time) is much like Dory’s from Finding Nemo. Heh, and I guess when I start working I’ll ave to quit smoking pot and start taking Ritalin. When this immigration crap is taken care of, I’ll get Bat’s doctor and she can prescribe it to me instead of my taking it from him, and he needs his Ritalin too. Difference is, he’s been on it since he was 6 and I’ve never touched the stuff till recently. He needs it more than I do. I just crave it. The clarity I mean, not the actual drug.
-Wolfy
Last updated March 16, 2015
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