Ok, enough of that rant. I could rant about how much of a fat pig I am. I started off the day good but then I started eating more after my run. I had almost 2 servings of Flaming Hot Cheetohs (21 chips is a serving). Then for dinner I had a bean burrito and two helpings of rice. Then I had a drumstick for dessert. Fat fat fat.
My grandma's surgery went well yesterday. She and my grandpa are both at home now. I, however, can't go home until after the weekend! Fuck a duck. I've been without my scales since Saturday. I mean I still have a scale but it's not accurate. I'm dying here!!
No one has noticed my cuts. If they have, they haven't said anything. It was rather stupid to cut on my wrist. I guess I just didn't care.
I should have done homework today but I goofed off. I have a 6 page paper and powerpoint due in a week and I haven't even started!! I need to kick my butt into gear and start working on it. I can't afford to get a bad grade. Well, really I can but that doesn't mean I should just slack off.
My little sister just called me fat. I'm sure she was joking but really? You're going to tell someone with an eating disorder they are fat and weigh "like 345 pounds"? Yeah, thanks.
Edit: I received the Versatile Award tonight but I won't post until tomorrow.
2 words from my listeners:
Glad grandparents are okay..
Passing through to say Congrats again.
I'm glad the granparents are well :)
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