thelucky7

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I'm doing 30 things
 

thelucky7's Life List

  1. 1. not wait until the last minute
    3 entries . 16 cheers
    1 person
  2. 2. stop worrying
    2 entries . 17 cheers
    1,755 people
  3. 3. stop drinking soda
    5 entries . 19 cheers
    1,190 people
  4. 4. get my British passport
    2 entries . 4 cheers
    2 people
  5. 5. help kids
    1 entry . 16 cheers
    14 people
  6. 6. not be shy
    4 entries . 10 cheers
    206 people
  7. 7. Get out of the car
    3 entries . 7 cheers
    1 person
  8. 8. spend a week in the wilderness
    1 entry . 10 cheers
    3 people
  9. 9. encourage people to question everything
    5 entries . 25 cheers
    2 people
  10. 10. volunteer
    10 cheers
    3,872 people
  11. 11. Keep in Better Contact With the Friends I Have and Make New Friends
    4 entries . 9 cheers
    692 people
  12. 12. learn how to pole dance
    2 entries . 5 cheers
    98 people
  13. 13. Have a food fight
    1 entry . 12 cheers
    197 people
  14. 14. travel to uncommon places
    2 entries . 15 cheers
    1 person
  15. 15. sleep under the stars
    1 entry . 9 cheers
    2,835 people
  16. 16. write a book
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    21,077 people
  17. 17. ride a horse bareback
    9 cheers
    16 people
  18. 18. get off the computer
    2 entries . 3 cheers
    57 people
  19. 19. learn how to play the violin
    7 cheers
    99 people
  20. 20. live by the ocean
    1 entry . 15 cheers
    571 people
  21. 21. be a journalist in a third world country
    4 entries . 14 cheers
    1 person
  22. 22. move out of the US
    10 cheers
    23 people
  23. 23. buy a telescope
    6 cheers
    89 people
  24. 24. learn to play the sitar
    8 cheers
    78 people
  25. 25. lose weight
    5 entries . 2 cheers
    31,205 people
  26. 26. Envision, create & manifest our best selves with the help of friends on the same path; to hold each other accountable, to encourage, to inspire and to celebrate.
    21 team members . 3 cheers
    26 people
  27. 27. stop complaining
    4 entries . 4 cheers
    461 people
  28. 28. paint more
    2 cheers
    926 people
  29. 29. stop eating bag loads of sugar everyday
    3 entries . 1 cheer
    1 person
  30. 30. stop playing damn Brickbreaker on my phone
    1 entry . 2 cheers
    1 person
Recent entries
lose weight (read all 5 entries…)
The pool party 5 days ago

When I was a kid (circa back bubble float days), the pool party was the most coveted invitation of the summer. I’d bribe, brown-nose and barter my best stickers for a spot on the guest list. It signified a day of swimming, hamburgers, swimming, candy and more swimming. I was a pool whore and it didn’t matter who the host was – I was going to be there in my purple polka-dotted one piece.

Fast-forward to my 30th year when decades of too many candies and hamburgers and not nearly enough swimming have left me mortified of such an invite. I intently studied a photograph the other day that showed a peer hosting one of these scantily-clad shindigs on the roof of his midtown apartment complex. Women were straddling lounge chairs with their boobs spilling from behind tiny triangles of lycra while men in baggy swimming trunks swigged frosty mixed drinks. They were tightly packed around the shimmering square of water, seemingly unmoved by their mostly-naked sweaty selves draped about. I was shocked to see that they appeared to be having a good time.

I was envious of their self confidence and equally horrified. The mere vision of such an event sent me into panic. I just couldn’t do it. It would be like walking around in my underwear in front of 20 men. I’d die. I am ridiculous. What is wrong with me?

I wonder if I were happier with my body if I’d be more comfortable doing these things – things that are fun and um, normal. I traced my dread of the pool party back to my teenage years when I began to feel very self-concious about how I looked, almost obsessive. I’ve never overcome my body fears and they manifest themselves in very silly ways that most people don’t understand. I can’t say they’re warranted and I’m aware that they are trivial and irrelevant, but I can’t seem to let go. I still love swimming and do so often in the summer, however, these days I do my laps alone in the privacy of a gated backyard. Perhaps I need to succumb to a nudist colony and just be done with it. They’d straighten me out, I’m sure.


not be shy (read all 4 entries…)
The pain 4 weeks ago

Linda The Sales Trainer (from here on referred to as LTST) has been chipping away at my low self esteem and passive demeanor by telling me kind things like, “It just wasn’t a memorable experience when I first met you,” and “You need to come across more competent,” and my favorite, “You need to wear a navy blue skirt with a nice little cream blouse and a jacket. People want to buy from people who dress better than them.”

She has now suggested hypnosis and I fear that she will replace whatever shred of happiness remains in the far corner of my brain with some ridiculous sales tactic like, “Keep your face like that. No, don’t smile. Just look this way. Like how I am.”

I want to run far away and make sidewalk art and sell hamburgers on a beach before I turn into some sort of twisted sales experiment and I’m left without spirit or individuality, carrying out my days like a zombie programmed only to hustle people into buying pocket folders.

Help.


learn how to pole dance (read all 2 entries…)
Thanks, Dad! 4 weeks ago

My father told me yesterday that I should try pole dancing on the weekends to make some extra money. The weird thing is that I wasn’t talking about needing any. I think he was kidding, especially since this is the same man who last week made a really hilarious joke about me dying.

I’m now hoping to uncover a long lost adoption letter proving I’m not actually related to him.


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