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Aug 15, 2006 21:24

I never know what to put in the subject box. I never really stick with one thing.

I feel pretty good today. I watched my nieces all day and they were insanely cranky, but I still think we had a good time. I felt it was time to go when the older one had smacked the younger one right across the forehead with the handle of a jump-rope. I saw it coming, but what can you do?
I watch them tomorrow again, and I'm thinking about taking them to the library. I'm not sure yet.

Splendid, Elyse's turtle, is dead...I think.
He was really sick today and went all limp. Elyse was really stressed because she thought that she had killed him, but I really think that he had lasted a long time for a wild turtle. She's in Tulsa now at Gwar. I went into her room to poke at him, and he had started to get stiff, so I'm pretty sure that Splendid has moved on. Maybe he will be reincarnated as a baby elephant. I think that if I were a turtle, that would be what I would wish for.

My mom told me yesterday that she was really proud of how I was losing weight by changing my eating habits. I've lost several inches around my stomach and boobs, which is really nice. She said that she and my dad knew how stressed I've been about my weight, so they offered to pay for me to get a personal trainer. They had apparently also talked about maybe looking into some prescription appetite suppressants. That would be a nice addition to the food modifications and trainer. I've found what my balance is for keeping my weight steady. Now if only I could get it to where I want it, then I could keep it there.

It's not really the weight that bothers me. I've had a long time to come to terms with the fact that when most girls bitch about being 150 pounds, I'll just have to get really quiet. Then, if anyone asks, when I tell them, they immediately say something like, "Well, you definetely don't look it!" or "You carry it really well!"
I was over 100 pounds in the 3rd grade. I happen to know that I was the first to reach that weight since the PE teacher weighed us in front of the entire grade during fitness week. What the hell was that all about anyway? I couldn't ever do the pull ups, and I never could run the mile without having to use an inhaler. I think it was really just something to shoot our self esteem all to hell at an early age.
Can you imagine hating someone with all your heart at the tender age of 10, just because they could do not just one, but 5 pull ups? That's fucking crazy! I never did like that girl though...

Anyway, I would like to be in good shape. I would like for my clothes to fit. I would like to have high self esteem like I did when I was in high school. I was hot in high school, and I knew it! I loved it! I want that back.

It will take some time, but I think I'm going to get there.

PS I would pay good money to have someone come do my dishes and sweep my living room right about now...
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