Haha wow
Way to not update your journal in months, Tina.
There really isn't anything to talk about though. I'm still pretty miserable, broke, fat and ugly. Nothing much changed there.
I'm contemplating having the spot on my nose removed though. I'm sick of it. It's one of the ONLY things I can actually change about my body right away, after all. Not that it would change anything else about me.
Dad bought mum a car this weekend. My aunt bough herself a new car a few weeks ago.
I can foresee many 'talks' with mum about me not having my lisence/owing a car/owning a house/being married/giving her grandchildren/being a fat waste of space soon. It always happens.
I saw Cats last weekend with Matthew while he was here. I was actually upset by the fact he didn't 'follow it'. I can't really explain how that is, but a bit of my love of the musical theatre died when he asked me what was going on.
I still love the musical and I'm seeing it again alone next Friday. I'm four rows from the front on the end of the row, so that should be wonderful.
I'm going to join a gym too. There's one near by and I was going to go join today but I felt too miserable to go do it.
Maybe I'm clinically depressed or something. I really don't find anything that makes me smile or laugh or feel happy anymore. Maybe I should talk to my doctor. Can't help, right?
There really isn't anything to talk about though. I'm still pretty miserable, broke, fat and ugly. Nothing much changed there.
I'm contemplating having the spot on my nose removed though. I'm sick of it. It's one of the ONLY things I can actually change about my body right away, after all. Not that it would change anything else about me.
Dad bought mum a car this weekend. My aunt bough herself a new car a few weeks ago.
I can foresee many 'talks' with mum about me not having my lisence/owing a car/owning a house/being married/giving her grandchildren/being a fat waste of space soon. It always happens.
I saw Cats last weekend with Matthew while he was here. I was actually upset by the fact he didn't 'follow it'. I can't really explain how that is, but a bit of my love of the musical theatre died when he asked me what was going on.
I still love the musical and I'm seeing it again alone next Friday. I'm four rows from the front on the end of the row, so that should be wonderful.
I'm going to join a gym too. There's one near by and I was going to go join today but I felt too miserable to go do it.
Maybe I'm clinically depressed or something. I really don't find anything that makes me smile or laugh or feel happy anymore. Maybe I should talk to my doctor. Can't help, right?