Isn't that a name of a show - Sunday Night Live...err wait, Saturday Night Live! Hahah woow. Well I'm doing okay. Just okay. Like not good not bad; simply OKAY. Stuck on 120, rats. Last night was nice, I needed it. I would of been 119 but stupid friend's mom made me eat breakfast and then I binged even more when I got home to get it all up and I was like 119.7, NOT GOOD ENOUGH! Goodness, I binged and purged three times today. Not good, not good. This week I'm going to try my absolute hardest not to eat at all. Softball ends Tuesday but Wednesday I think I have practice for rec. I don't know if I'm going to go, haha. Who cares anymore...not me! I'm like caught up in all the bud. DRYMOUTH SUCKS. I should probably be sleeping right now, dumb school tomorrow. I want to see Elliot, I miss him dearly. Elliot was like this boy I had the biggest crush on, and we'd hang out allll the time. He never told me he smoked but I guess he does. I wish he would of told me! Hahah well, him and I will smoke together someday. :)
Tomorrow I'm going to be 119. I'm planning ahead, I know. Ooops, heh. :} but I just want to loose this stubborn pound that's being so mean to me. :( I think I'm going to get going off to bed now, after a nice bing glass of cold water! Yepyep. Well, good night loveys.!