Showing posts with label ugly. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ugly. Show all posts

Thursday, July 22, 2010

Paper Bag.

I got a 96% on my Sociology exam.
Which means I don't have to take the final, so that's three A's in a row...as long as I did well on my term paper (which I did on what causes deviance in women), I should end up with an A. Whew.



My boyfriend was looking at me today and got a weird look on his face.
J: "Your face is really skinny."
Me: "...thanks?"
J: "Like...you can really see the weight you've lost..."
Me: "Uh...okay? Thanks. Even though that doesn't sound like a compliment."
J: "Are you...I mean, are you eating?"
Me: "Yeah, I'm totally eating. I eat all the time."
J: "Are you...like...throwing up or anything?"
Me: "No, no. My face gets bloated when I do that, so obviously not."

And then I switched the subject.
He says he can tell that I've lost a bunch of weight.
:) :) :)








I hate being on my period.
I ate pizza today.
Really thought I was going to puke, my stomach has definitely shrunk.






The substance abuse program is going well.
I have anger management tomorrow...that should be interesting.


Tegan and Sara are so cute. Listen to em if you haven't already.


Today...well, yesterday, I guess...was me and my boyfriend's 4 month anniversary.
:)
I love him, but I'm sure the reason we aren't having much sex anymore is because I'm a fucking fat ass. 30 more pounds...



I'm going to go eat, puke, and then take a shower.
I need to shave my legs among other things. XD
I am always so exhausted about 3 hours of therapy.
:[









I really want this as a tattoo:

Friday, June 25, 2010

Falling Out of Love at This Volume.



This is me today.
I decided to put on some extra make-up.
It's incredibly hot where I live.
I feel like a gigantic, bloated whale, so I have a poofy-skirted dress in to hide my gut, black acid ashed skinny jeans, and a mustard yellow sweater with the sleeves rolled up. I'm going to be sweating but at least you can't really tell how fat I am.

Tonight, hanging out with Boyfriend.
We'll see how this goes.
I'm going to feign happiness and maybe it'll happen.
I wonder if he'll even notice.





Update later with lots and lots of pictures.

Fuck.

I don't believe my scale.
I don't believe my scale
I don't believe my scale.


This stupid fucking week of having my period has RUINED ALL OF MY FUCKING PROGRESS.


That is fucking IT.
Water fast for two weeks.

Starting NOW.