weight--

well, i just fucking pigged out. and did my usual after dinner ritual. turn on the shower, purge, and bathe to get the vomit out of my hair. i swear my hair is like a sponge. so the rest of the night i am looking at thinspo, fasting tips, and exercises to tone my arms (help get rid of..dont laugh..skin. ive lost like, 30 lbs)..well, before i took my shower, and after i emptied my over stretched stomach, i learned that i weigh 121.6 lbs, and thats wearing my "birthday suit." to be blunt :P. i prefer to weigh with clothes that add another pound or two. it doesnt matter how much you weigh naked (not for me at least) untill someone sees you naked. then you dont want to be incredibly flabby. i also learned that while i thinned out a bit, my stomach contains an incredible amount of what my mom calls "skin," what my dad calls "baby fat" and what i call..BLUBBER! I laughed when my dad told me that i had lost a lot of weight, and he was acting all concerned. excuse me but, this is the same motherfucker who had told me i needed to lose weight or i would be the fat girl and nobody would love me. well, he was right, so i am taking his advice. so excuse me, but he can go slit his wrists and jump off a bridge.
School was...intresting.
first block: drew an awesome sign language drawing. it says :Boredom. and has a picture of a weird ass clock, and me sleeping in algebra.
Second block: my bestie wasnt there so i had to type all my stuff alone. its computer literacy so its sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo boring. and the worst thing is, my teacher put on a keyboard cover that CONFORMS TO THE KEYS and its black so i cant see through it. What fresh hell is this????? i cant even type my computer password to get into my account!! but i rocked on the quiz, so whatever/
third block: Drummer alert..seems like all my posts involve this guy right? well, thats fine with me..though he is a little cocky. and btw, i gave him the nickname drummer cause he can play drums, and guitar, and is just..ok well, amazingly good looking *snotty prep girl voice* lol but yeah..anyway... he sits down like, RIGHT next to me, (thank GOD i dont have gym before that class, though i do have it with him, so he has seen the horrible mutant limbs i call my "legs" and the grotesque sight that are apparently my arms, but he starts talking to me, and the teacher is all nice, (LONG STORY ALERT!!!!) when she is usually a bitch (no other word to describe her) but i tell her i have my paper when she asks for it, and she is like "did hell freeze over?"( the english room is icy, she thinks shes soo funny) so i look at Drummer and ask if that would make her the devil and he laughed and asked her exactly what i had said to him, so he kinda stole my friggen joke.
During this time, i thought thats the seat the teacher assigned, but after he didnt do any of his work she made him sit up near the front of the room (i can look at him without getting caught now :P )and she told him that was his permanet seat. which means, he had chosen to sit next to me. losing the weight is soooo worth it. that made my day.
LAST BLOCK: new seats, my second cousins cousin (the hot guy i cant like anymore because thats fucked up and he is so damn annoying that it makes me want to stab him with a sharpened spoon) was like "i didnt even know you were in this class" when my locker is right next to his! and his cousin ( said second cousin and one of my best friends ever) and i talk over him (hes caught in the middle of our lockers) and i tell her i have THE SAME TEACHER HE DOES at the SAME TIME HE DOES..and he says that EVERY FREAKING DAY!! really? come on dude, eaither your dumb, cant come up with good jokes, an arrogent asshole, or have a horrible freaking memory.
END OF THE DAY CHILLAX CLASS( note, its not really called that, but "chillax class" has a distinct name at my school that could give away my identity): was told i look "different" then last year. like, older and, her words not mine " a hella a lot smaller" well that you ms. *ashley* for telling me i was (and still am) fat. its greatly appreciated, and will be my thinspo in my mind for the rest of the week.
BUS RIDE: sucked balls. bus was late, had to ride the elementry bus, so it was the middle schoolers and the high schoolers crammed in the back of the bus, warding away small people with a textbook.
see what i mean? weird day for me. usually im a very solidary person, hardly ever speaking to anyone..but wishing i could talk to some new people. and yes, for your information, i like this boy very, very much, but im not doodling Mrs. ghostwriter *Andrews*
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can you say, awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww????