Monday, Apr. 07, 2003, 5:49 PM
Somehow I don't think losing weight is supposed to be a part of recovery.
Go figure, it's like I'm not even trying, it's just happening.
So what? I guess my body isn't letting me recover now. I guess I am meant to be sick.
work is great. Blah blah blah.
Kev anhd I are spending a night and a day in Myrtle Beach in 2 weeks for his 21st birthday.
That's just going to rock.
So on a good note, I am sorta glad I am losing weight - I am going to have to wear a bikini, after all.
Yup. Me in a bikini.
Ought to be interesting. Last time I had the self-esteem to do that I was 10.
I even started tanning. Me, the chick who always swore up and down I'd never do it because I was a white ghost and it'd always be that way, because I wasn't going to cook myself into the hospital for skin cancer.
At this rate, there are about a hundred other things that will most likely kill me first, so I figured what the hell - I may as well look good at my funeral.
Gah. I think I am becoming way too boring a person to have an online diary anymore. I mean, does anyone really read this crap anymore?
It's supposed to rain all week. I am actually looking forward to it.
I miss my TF girls. I miss them so bad. I want to go back, but I am so scared I might give up on trying to be healthy. But I miss them so much :(
You know who you are...
...and just in case you don't - Marlene, Andrea, Hannah, Kaitlin - I send you all my love.