13th
sun
slept @ like, 6-7am. stupid sleepover. friggin’ tired…brek was a good deal of meditteranean-style marcona salted almonds. half a corner bakery sammie (ckn with dijon, tomate, lettuce). sweetie pammy.
cpr/aed certification. fucking sprinkles cupcakes (carrot, key lime, and red velvet— this fat cow ate just about all 3 of these. fat shit. god, seriously, working out really affects how you feel about yourself and how you feel in general. i’ve been so down lately and i’m not sure why…no, that’s not entirely true. i feel so completely alone, and any effort i make feels hollow and the conversations i have are empty. i don’t understand other human beings. i have no capacity for emotion.
no hot air ballooning because it was closed.
scavenger hunt.
fucking (pork) shu mai and ha gow (shrimp dumpring) from cha for tea (thanks, jude!) din din @ thai ritz cuisine? had tom yum tofu (deep fried tofu). i hate myself. wtf is up with this friggen’ depression? it’s bumming me out like no other. it’s gotta be …god, i don’t even remember anymore. i need to be strong for myself and strong for my parents. don’t do anything i’d regret.
fucking yaki soba (onion, carrot, bamboo, snow peas? flat kind) again. how am i ever going to get down to 122-120 again?? ughhhh….i need direction…
