April 25, 2013
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Thursdays.
I hate Thursdays.
He’s really cute. Too cute.
“What, no book today?”
“Nope, I finished it.”
“That’s impressive. I even have trouble with Dr. Seuss books.”
Maybe I just want to be his friend. I can’t really figure it out and I’m not trying very hard. I spend a great deal of my time waiting for things to happen instead of making them happen on my own. I’m very indecisive. I hate that. But, I’ll probably never change.
Speaking of things that won’t ever change, my eating habits have since gotten weirder. If that’s possible. I’m binging and fasting. It’s hasn’t made a difference in my energy level as far as I can tell and I’m noticing that I have more muscle as of late. Perhaps on the days that I eat more, my body has the protein to make muscle. This is what I tell myself after I eat three pieces of pizza for dinner. But, as long as I’m not gaining a significant amount of weight, I think I’m all right. We’ll see.
Hey. At least this entire post is not dedicated to my stalking.Drips of sweat falling
Onto the blue yoga mat.
It’s so disgusting.
