Say yesterday I was't me. No, not again..So here's what happened: 9 a.m english exams, feeling rather sleepy, 9.15 english exams, feeling quite dizzy, 9.35 english exams, couldn't quite breathe, 9.55 english exams, standing up with my half empty (or half full?) answer sheet, leaving the classroom almost fainting on a chair right outside. Bad luck?
Tell me why I deserve this? Tell me why every time I try to loose some weight I end up fainting somewhere, suffer from insomnia, get distracted so fucking easily and I'm not EVEN starving myself. Tell me why I had today to start new pills? Why I had to lie to my parents I passed my exam so they don't worry and come over and stay here forever feeding me until I blow up?
anemia. I know the stuff.
I don't care. Really. This time is not about trying, it's about succeeding. I take my pills this time. It's not fair. Really not. Gym time is coming, classes start, I have things to do and I'll make it even if that means I carry a bad of pills in my purse and eat meat and an orange juice every day. But hey, if that's the case these will be the only thing I'd have. That IS fair.
*yesterday I gave my lunch to a cute white dog at university and my dinner to a pregnant black dog wandering at the park and chewing to paper. (of course I couldn't eat after two glasses of wine. yes, no more sodas on drink's night. I love alcohol, I'm having alcohol, THE END)
It made me so happy :)