180 pounds...
I don't know why, but I suddenly thought "what if I ever got to 180 pounds"
Without hesitation I heard "kill myself" in my thoughts. Crazy conviction. I don't think i would kill myself. I could lose weight if I got there. But I'm afraid of ever getting there.
Been pulling the short straw at work. erg. Oh well. Someone has to work. Turns out I work 2 separate shifts today at two different locations. Wonderful. Already did my morning shift.
I feel bad about not contacting some people I should or would like to talk to.
Hi Appendix! I know you'll read it sometime.
I have nothing to say. So why talk to people.
I have been chattering away to random people... I'm going to stop that.
I am always in control.
I also feel like I should be working on something. So I will go practice scales for realz. I plan to practice or observe sign language today. Maybe I'll meet a cool deaf person. But no one will be like her...
Stay Beautiful
Friday, August 27, 2010
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