3 pounds of bloating gone. Still more to remove to counteract the bad weekend I have had lately.
I slept like a baby last night and woke up refreshed for the first time in ages. I feel good about myself because I worked out. I was sore this morning too, which made this morning's workout even better. I concentrated and worked hard. I want to be back to that healthier more confident girl.
So exercise makes me feel btter, look better and even sleep better. Makes happier and less tired and eat less. Why did I ever stop?! That extra half hour of sleep wasn't realy there because I kept waking up in the middle of the night so matter how many pills I took. And exercise makes me not want to drink or smoke or do drugs.
Ugh my friend is pressuring me to blow of homework and party with her and her drug dealing fuck buddy (who has a girlfriend of course) I told her no and she got pissed. Fuck her. And my other former friend would always make fun of how much I ate (knowing I was bulimic and he himself being a former anorexic). Over and over and I would tell him. Then he got mad when i lost a bunch of weight. Furious. Tries to shove food down my throat when i am not hungry. I hate that kind of mean behavior.
Some people only love you when you are a mess and you are down. makes them feel good. I will always be a mess but I never want to be as low as I have been the past month again. I need exercise because it equals heath and potential happiness.
How funny I got got a message about a Technical Writer position that is open right now here in San Antonio. Of course with 4 months left in the City I won't take it but how funny.
I looks like I will graduate from NYU Fall 2012. I will need 36 credits, of which I will have 9 to transfer over. I will go full-time for one year and get 24 credits. Then I just need a couple classes in the Fall and I'm good. i needed that extra semester for my thesis so this works out perfectly. Now I won't be wasting any time. Or I can just go over the summer 2012. Either way I am set.
God I fucking hate it here. Maybe I should call that guy to get interview for another job. My asshole whore of a boss comes in as I'm printing everything out and decides I should change EVERYTHING. Bitch you gave me 2 fucking days to do this and now that you see I managed to actually finish it you fucking try to make me redo it. While you stupid whore best friend employee has less work and gets no fucking contracts in because she's a lazy loser.
I FUCKING HATE THIS PLACE.
8:44 a.m. - 2011-04-26
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