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Alrighty, the guy that I LIKE actually just broke up with his girlfriend.
And yeah, I know, that's bad.
Well...
For him.
Not for me, I'm so happy right now.
I feel bad for the guy but I mean...I have a bit more of a chance with him now?
=]
Hopefully!
He's not that upset about it either.
Which is good, even though I'd comfort him if he was really sad about it.
I was talking to him on MSN and currently, yes, I'm completely head
over heels for Alex.
In fact, I have a huge crush on him and before he got off, he told
me how lucky he was to have me there for him!
Ooohhmy Gooosssh,
I nearly fainted.
But anyway, my life is super amazing right now.
I'm down to 107.3 pounds and I feel like I could run around the
world two times over!
=D
Life is great, and if you don't think it is right now, it'll GET great.
<3
Night night, everyone, I love you all.
<3 Current Location: room
Current Mood:  loved
Current Music: Paramore - Pressure
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I don't know why or how.
But something's going to happen to that girl.
In fact, I do know why and how.
Because it's her, Trina.
The 100% perfect, photo shopped girl who hates every meaning of my life.
Seriously, she hates me, I hate her but never did I expect her to be related to Izzy.
I feel bad for the guy.
She's horrible.
WHORE-ible.
=)
She's a blonde chick, perfect nose, perfect eyes, perfect body.
And she stares you down; like you're something equivalent to dirt.
How about we have a flashback?
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Okay, it was two weeks ago when it all happened.
We and DaniCORE were outside drinking lemonade, talking and laughing about things that happened.
Then Izzy came over with this girl and we nearly spit out our drinks.
Izzy...with a girl?
NO.
Izzy's one girlie dude.
So we asked who she was and the girl said her name; Trina like we were ALL suppose to know it already.
When I stood up to walk back into the house when the phone started to ring, she quickly stuck her foot out and tripped me up.
That was strike 1.
A few days after that when we went to see Dani in the hospital, she came too.
Dani felt a hell of a lot better and we were giving her hugs and flowers and balloons.
Trina stuck her nose in the air and said that her Father's horse was skinnier than Dani which made Dani fall to pieces.
That was strike 2.
A few days ago, I told Trina that I thought she was an inconsiderate, fugly bitch and she flicked her hair back and said that she was a doll.
STRIKE 3.
I swear, one more day of Trina and I'll choke myself.
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On another note, Dani's out of the hospital.
=)
Her surgery went fine.
Izzy wants to throw a surprise party for her so at the moment, me, Izzy and DaniCORE are blowing up balloons.
Hope everyone's having such a great summer break like me.
-__-
Sorry, sarcasm over the internet doesn't work so well. Current Location: Izzy's room
Current Mood:  productive
Current Music: Worker Bees - Billy Talent
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So today wasn't the best.
At all.
My stomach was killing me and I managed to go to the kitchen and grab a glass a water before I felt even more nauseous.
This time, my stomach still felt like it was riping apart and I ate a banana to rid the pain.
I've felt so down ever since.
And I purged the water and food and wanted to binge some more but I didn't.
Thank God.
This seemed so much easier a few years ago.
Waking up, smelling the pancakes my mom would make and simply just say,
"Sorry Mom, I already woke up when you were sleeping and had a lot of cereal. I'm not hungry."
Lies of course, but they never failed to work.
Except for now.
If I say that I'm NOT hungry, everyone glares holes through my skin until I at least pick up the fork and look like I'm eating.
I can't make up small lies anymore without feeling horrible about myself.
And I think it's because I know myself that what I'm doing isn't good.
Dani and me talked for a long time today and she started to cry.
I felt so bad because it seems like what I'm doing is nothing compared to her problem.
She has to live everyday wondering if she'll faint or crack her back again.
And she's not just disgusted of food, she's scared.
Her mom (My Aunt) is obsessed with beauty pageants and ever since Dani was little, she wasn't allowed to get ice cream at the park or pig out during sleepovers.
She was always so scared of food and eventually that turned into something that when she looks into the mirror, she sees fat and bulky skin.
I love her so much, I never want her to feel the way she's feeling now.
But this is her everyday.
Current Location: Room
Current Mood:  crappy
Current Music: New Found Glory - Broken Sound (Acoustic)
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