I had a really shitty friday and didn't purge which got me into a binge-binge-wait-too-long-purge cycle that finally broke today. By purging quicker. After eating Taco Bell.
I am 125lbs after this.
But do you want to know what put me in even worse of a mood, thta made me feel like SUCH A COMPLETE DOUCHE?!
I got an email today from the director of the Midsummer Night's Dream ballet. I got in. I called Twirl because I thought "Hey, I haven't been in dance for over a fuckin' year, Twirl MUST have gotten in, seeing as she's AMAZING in dance.." She hasn't gotten a fuckin' email. I can't believe this shit. I BLOWED, I might have had great presentation and smiled, but she got the moves much better. I was the one who fucked up big time. I was the fattest chick in there. She was the one with the mucsles and the stick-thiness.
I just feel like a big dickhead for calling her and thinking that she got in too, but like if ya'll saw her dance, you'd assume so too.
And to top all of this off, I cut on my arms. Luckily enough though I have until March 6th for them to fade a bit, boy do I feel like this is going to turn into a total shit show.
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