I'VE LOST FIVE POUNDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yay! Go me! I am soooo much happier now that I'm losing weight than I was before. And you know what? Its been easy. This is the fourth day that I haven't eaten. Go me! I haven't gone that long in forever. And I plan to keep going.
On the down side, my mom has noticed. She keeps trying to talk to me about it, and she threatened to send me back to the loony bin if I keep at it for much longer. But you know what? I feel so much better about myself now that I've lost weight that I don't really care. And my best friend in the whole world is mad at me. Which really REALLY sucks. But like I said, now that I'm five more pounds away from being skinny, I'm much more okay with all the bad stuff. At least she's speaking to me. Its weird, because she doesn't act like she's mad at me, but she says that she is and for me not to push her by trying to talk to her about it. Hmmmm, whatever.
Lalalalala. I am soooo happy. My horseback riding teacher is always after me to be a model, maybe I will. I'm going to my cousin's wedding in a few days and my snooty aunt is going to be there, so my mom took some pictures of me "posing suggestively" in a short skirt. The skirt is too big for me, but oh well. Hopefully it shrinks after its been washed.
I am in such a good mood. I can even deal with the fact that my friends are off partying at an all-ages club that my mom wouldn't let me go to. I got so mad at her for that...oh well, in the future, I'll just sneak out. Hahahaha!
This is so weird. I've been swinging from depressed to ecstatic all day. I must be bipolar.
On the down side, my mom has noticed. She keeps trying to talk to me about it, and she threatened to send me back to the loony bin if I keep at it for much longer. But you know what? I feel so much better about myself now that I've lost weight that I don't really care. And my best friend in the whole world is mad at me. Which really REALLY sucks. But like I said, now that I'm five more pounds away from being skinny, I'm much more okay with all the bad stuff. At least she's speaking to me. Its weird, because she doesn't act like she's mad at me, but she says that she is and for me not to push her by trying to talk to her about it. Hmmmm, whatever.
Lalalalala. I am soooo happy. My horseback riding teacher is always after me to be a model, maybe I will. I'm going to my cousin's wedding in a few days and my snooty aunt is going to be there, so my mom took some pictures of me "posing suggestively" in a short skirt. The skirt is too big for me, but oh well. Hopefully it shrinks after its been washed.
I am in such a good mood. I can even deal with the fact that my friends are off partying at an all-ages club that my mom wouldn't let me go to. I got so mad at her for that...oh well, in the future, I'll just sneak out. Hahahaha!
This is so weird. I've been swinging from depressed to ecstatic all day. I must be bipolar.