Back from the Dead

It's annoying how I start off every year sick.

In 2015, after telling myself, "This is my year!", I ended up spending the first two months in the hospital and in utter pain, with everything culminating in the loss of what would have been my second child.

And now, in 2016, after once again telling myself, "This is my year!", I ended up spending half a month sick and in utter pain. And now I'm here with a horrible cough, unable to walk or shower without feeling dizzy, and wishing there were some way to get my half-a-month back.

Anyway, I'm clearing out my laptop and found these year-old photos that I never got to post. Please do forgive my utter disregard for makeup during the time that these photos were taken. Gross.

Beatles shirt (gift from J) / black shorts from Gold Dot / denim jacket (ukay) / R2-D2 pin from Popjunklove / white and orange sneakers from Stampede

On the plus side, I haven't had coffee or cigarettes in half a month and I think it's doing wonders for my complexion. I lost a ton of weight, too, though my boyfriend says I look sickly.

Still, it's sad that everyone is already in the groove of 2016 and I haven't even started my year yet. I didn't even get to make New Year's resolutions… are those still a thing?