Bleh. Story of my life at the moment. Blah blah blah. Complain, complain, complain some more and then some.

A couple of minutes after I got off the phone with my brother to pick a time to head out to the beach tomorrow (or well, today as it's 2.01am already) I certainly became painfully self conscious about my body all of the sudden. Not that I'm fat or stickfigurish or anything. I'm probably pretty average body-type-wise. We're only staying for an hour or two. Guess I'll be ok. At least I'll be able to say: "Yeah, I went to the beach this summer."

Must remember to bring my lomo kompakt automat and take some pictures. I doubt I'll go to the beach again this summer. Maybe my brother doesn't feel like it anymore by the time we're supposed to go. Hey, that's thinking positive in my distorted messed up way :-P