I want to be beautiful.
Me, Casey, Diane (her mom), and My mom all went to see the movie In Her Shoes tonight. Really cute, I definitely think people should go see it. It's a chick flick, but it will hit the spot in at least one way. I didn't cry though, even though the three of them did. Simply because I wasn't sure if I was crying about the movie or something the movie made me think of and wish I had. It was really sweet, and I do recommend it for a night with the girls, or a feel-good, romantic date movie, but unless I have my girls, I doubt I'll be going to any movies of the sort for a date any time soon.
But overall, the break was good, and much needed. I feel some better, definitely not like 2-3 weeks ago, but some better. I know that I have a wonderful family and great friends. I'm leaving with almost $300, getting another $20 tomorrow from Lauren for gas, and I gave my dad $120. Granted, my uncle gave me $50, but really, I worked four shifts in three days - you can't beat that. If only I could find that type of money in Greenville I'd be dandy.
Headed back to Greenville in the morning at about 8am, stopping in Raleigh to get Eddie from RDU. I know things won't be back to normal, but I really don't know what to expect now. I'm nervous & a bit scared I guess. I have to admit though, I'm even more self-conscious about the way I look now, I feel like if I was more attractive with a better body, this wouldn't have happened to me. It's only been a week since everything, but it still feels like someone is standing on my chest. Only this person isn't as fat, but still, it makes me wonder why you get the actual *heartache* feeling because it's not just an emotional thing, I'm willing to argue that it's also physical. Hello, medical explanation pleasethanks. Maybe one day I'll solve it myself, but without the trial and error :)
But overall, the break was good, and much needed. I feel some better, definitely not like 2-3 weeks ago, but some better. I know that I have a wonderful family and great friends. I'm leaving with almost $300, getting another $20 tomorrow from Lauren for gas, and I gave my dad $120. Granted, my uncle gave me $50, but really, I worked four shifts in three days - you can't beat that. If only I could find that type of money in Greenville I'd be dandy.
Headed back to Greenville in the morning at about 8am, stopping in Raleigh to get Eddie from RDU. I know things won't be back to normal, but I really don't know what to expect now. I'm nervous & a bit scared I guess. I have to admit though, I'm even more self-conscious about the way I look now, I feel like if I was more attractive with a better body, this wouldn't have happened to me. It's only been a week since everything, but it still feels like someone is standing on my chest. Only this person isn't as fat, but still, it makes me wonder why you get the actual *heartache* feeling because it's not just an emotional thing, I'm willing to argue that it's also physical. Hello, medical explanation pleasethanks. Maybe one day I'll solve it myself, but without the trial and error :)