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I'm changing classes in college. The people in my class are rowdy and yucky. You can't forget that accurate phrase: Lay down with dogs, get up with fleas....
I should be studying... I want to make a good impression tomorrow in my new class but I have some good news to share with ya'll.
Well. I ended up going dancing on Friday night. And my friend's usual partner wanted to dance with ME and was hitting on me. (Even though I blew it off like it was nothing it was still quite a vote of confidence.) It's that time of the month again.... and I'm 49kg!! I can imagine weight would go UP at this time, yes? Well. I'm not at my short term goal of 48, but still. I'm getting there.
B™ has a girlfriend. "Good news??" I hear you saying. "How is that at all good news for you?" Well my friendly friends, it is good news for two reasons, ONE in particular. Firstly and most importantly.... it makes me (ridiculously) happy for B™. I know I'm supposed to have a thing for him, and don't get me wrong, in one single meeting with him (I only met him once) he managed to give me a new faith in the male species.
But the idea of him happy (I see myself in him...) makes me happy. (Is this what mothers feel for their children? *confused face*)
And secondly... and sort of just as a thought-provoker more than anything... It means he's starting to get over Lilah. Or at least try to.
Somehow my friends and I began talking about our weights... we were standing at the bus stop and somehow the topic came up. Anyway... ANTHONY guessed my weight and thought I was 60kg. SIXTY. WHEN I AM 5"1. I would be round. Like, litterally. ROUND.
But then he said "You told me I was 60kg" And I decided to believe him and not think about it.
But Lilah on the other hand.... 45kg.
My goal weight is the weight of my number one thinspiration.
What are the chances? My motivation has increased. I am going places.
Hope things are good for you guys!! Take it easy and stay strong!!