Hey You! -Yes me! Guess What? -What? -CHICKEN-BUTT! reaching all time lows are wholeheartedly taken with a grain of salt. I mean, there's nowhere to go from here except up! right? reassurance? Truths: I am a imbecile. I keep texting the same (un) available guy each time I get drunk. The next day I look over my messages and hide my phone from myself because I have this irrational belief that distancing myself from my actions will somehow erase them from occurring. Whatever! I complain all I want, but once I'm drunk I let my dumb-ass-fingers do the talking. Secret: Someone that I used to know and (ahem) had a big crush on has an STD, or at least I hope so. I'm an evil person. Secret: My cousin has chlamydia. I would laugh, but it isn't that funny. Ok, it kind of is. I still feel sorry for her though. I need to be less materialistic. But I want so many things, motherfucking consumerism! Stupid capitalistic bullshit! Cunt faced clothing and accessories! bleeps all around To the point of this entry: I'm making some sort of progress on le five pounds. I'm hindered by the fact that I got my period 2 times this month (who does that?) and the fact that I have a re-occurring GI/ Digestive problem. I can't take a shit if my life depended on it. I'm bloated half of the time because I'm always off or about to start my period. All my clothes are loose one day and tight the next. I hate my body I wish I were more motivated to change, but I lack passion. I don't quite know how I did it all the first time, but I wish I had some of that drive or fight left in me. Being highly unmotivated and quite frankly, high most of the time is leading me nowhere. Ironic, seeing as I am studying the health field and plan to be an RN in the future, that I don't even know where to begin to take care of myself. blah and to make matters worse: do not like anyone no fleeting feelings of romance or anything just blah blech blahhhh I'm done I'll be back in a few.