Feb 01, 2007 22:45
Hmmm. I've been feeling a little weird the whole day, with all these silly little moments when I feel like randomly pointing at some inanimate object e.g. a table leg and screaming, "FUCK YOU!"
It's because I've been thinking about Cambridge. Not about the fact that I didn't get in; I've gotten over that already, because I believe that wherever and whichever university I end up at, I'm gonna be just fine, as long as I work hard and continue to be my awesome self. It's just that this guy I kinda like did get in. ( Don't have a crush on him - not yet, though I think I can easily slip into one?)
So, I've just been wondering how he's gonna turn out, what he's gonna look like after a year or two, what the people he would meet over there would be like. I bet he's going to end up with this amazing Cambridge girl who's prettier, smarter and more interesting than me. Damn it. Damn it all.
The good news: lost 4 pounds in 3 days. Currently 113 and counting dowwnnnn. Can't wait until I get closer to 100-ish and I can look good again in a dress.
Because I swear I am going to look fucking gorgeous on prom night. So he will see what he's gonna miss out on in the next few years.
So there. <3