This chicka weighed in at 125lbs last night, how fucking great is that? Especially witht he fact I had so much stress this weekend with the Vagina Monologues (Which went fabulous by the way, and we raised over $6,000 for charity!). Then I went to Twirl's house after it on saturday.
We tried out for a ballet company's production of Midsummer Night's Dream, even though I haven't done dance in about a year. I think I did just about as well as the others on demi-pointe (Since I haven't done pointe in so long I just stuck to demi like Twirl). I definitely had the best presentation while waiting to show off my MAD SKILLZ at dance... I really hope I get in though, because if I do I'm going to go back into dance. I just have a feeling that I won't get in because they'll say that I haven't been keeping up with dance, blah blah blah, so I can't come in, even though I did pretty damn well.
I've been fitting into old skinnier clothes, like my size 3 skirt and dark green skinny jeans. Also my shorts are fitting too! Anyways, I best be bouncing, to worry about casting and weight on my own.
Edit: Just weighed myself 15 minutes after writing this and girls, I'm 124.4lbs!!!! Like seriously WTF?! I can't believe that even with the fact I had a chocolate milkshake and chicken sandwich at Wendys' on saturday. But damn, I haven't been this skinny since at least early to mid-summer.
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