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I just felt a sudden rush of sadness. This happened the other night too, I'm having a good time then all of a sudden I just want to lay down and cry. I don't know what's wrong with me.
Last night the hot guy I've been checking out in my building talked to me. And you know me the smooth operator, I cut the convo short and ran to my apartment. I can tell that he's low income from the line of questions he asked "How many kids do you have" "Did you graduate from HS" "How many times you been married" Oh boy lol.
I was worried last night that everyone would be going Cinco de Mayo crazy but I wasn't woken up at all last night. Speaking of last night, how did I reward myself for gaining two pounds this week? McDonald's. I really need to get back on South Beach. When I was strict with it and didnt' excerise I lost 4 pounds in a week. I need to give it a go again.
I hope everything works out for NYC. It just seems like I never have any got damned money. Even when I plan it out something bad happens. I'm afriad to even check my bank account. Plus I STILL haven't received my IRS refund, I'm scared to even ask about it. I can't wait for the day I don't have to pinch pennies and pray that my account isn't negative.
Last night the hot guy I've been checking out in my building talked to me. And you know me the smooth operator, I cut the convo short and ran to my apartment. I can tell that he's low income from the line of questions he asked "How many kids do you have" "Did you graduate from HS" "How many times you been married" Oh boy lol.
I was worried last night that everyone would be going Cinco de Mayo crazy but I wasn't woken up at all last night. Speaking of last night, how did I reward myself for gaining two pounds this week? McDonald's. I really need to get back on South Beach. When I was strict with it and didnt' excerise I lost 4 pounds in a week. I need to give it a go again.
I hope everything works out for NYC. It just seems like I never have any got damned money. Even when I plan it out something bad happens. I'm afriad to even check my bank account. Plus I STILL haven't received my IRS refund, I'm scared to even ask about it. I can't wait for the day I don't have to pinch pennies and pray that my account isn't negative.