My asthma has been significantly better for the past couple of days, mind you tonight I feel it getting worse again. It was good while it lasted! We've had very sunny, warm weather in Toronto and I made the most of it by going for walks and hanging outside with my parents and dog. I've been smiling a lot and laughing even more -- even by myself. Not only am I easily amused because my health has improved, but because I need to make up for the laughter I had to suppress during the nasty asthma periods. If this was just a random couple of good days, I'm okay with that. I was happy just to have them especially because....
My sister came over for Father's Day tonight!!! I had only last seen her a few days ago, but it felt like longer. I really do miss having her around! We laughed about stupid things like imitating the young girls in the audience at the Much Music Video awards that aired live tonight. The Justin Bieber fans are especially adorable -- I say this imagining they are waaaay younger than I. In maturity, perhaps, but not in age. I'm 24; many of them looked older than 15. Bieber himself is turning 16 this year. Wow! A pop star 8 years younger than I am? I remember reading Seventeen magazine when I was 13 or 14, seeing pictures and quotes from 22 years olds, thinking they were ANCIENT! I wonder if I will ever get used to being whatever age I am. My juvenile appearance won't help.
I think time in general seems to get away from me. I had another reminder of that today when a pair of capris I've worn regularly since summer 2001 ripped -- kind of signaling it was time to stop wearing them. Why? Because they're not really mature, plus I should freshen up my summer wardrobe -- well, all of my wardrobe. I get so attached to my things. Once I find something comfortable and cute, I never seem to want to give it up. I have intimate apparel that is literally falling apart from age, but I still wear it. I don't like shopping for many things because i find it hard to find stuff in my size that I think looks good on me and doesn't make me look like a child. Also, I've had the same pair of running shoes for about seven years. Shameful, eh? They're probably horrible for my feet!
My mom wants to take me shopping on my birthday Thursday to buy a gift since I'm apparently so picky and unmaterialistic that she thinks it's a big risk to try to find something I'll like on her own. It probably is. When she asked me what I wanted for my birthday, I stood blankly for about ten minutes, saying "Um" every once in a while.