So I realized that I’m not going to have a scale for 10 days…
Let’s see how much weight I can lose!
Fun fun competition with myself.
If I can do more than 10 pounds, I’m going to reward myself with a t-shirt.
I think I can I think I can I think I can!
I’ll hopefully get to meditate on it this week.
Loseweightloseweightloseweight.
Just need to get under 178.
So that at least I’m not fat according to science.
Stupid body chemistry.
It has to adjust and shit.
Fuck that.
I need to be thin.
NOW.
Also, I don’t think I’ll be good friends with Tom for too much longer. I can feel our friendship ending. And I don’t tolerate being ignored. Fuck that shit. If I text you, you better text back.
And broken promises aren’t cool either.
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It just sucks because I feel like Tom doesn’t care at all that it’s like that.
Ah well.
