So at the mo im not really feeling happy or sad. Im feeling confused.
I threw up earlier but then binge ate on a packet high calory crisps, a chunk of chocolate, special K cereal and a hot chocolate. Luckily god spared me and I gained a pound instead of the 4 or 5 I was expecting to gain from my binge fest.
A trick ive learnt = find some low calory food that you like then when you feel you need 2 binge, just eat that. I love the special K cereal that has dried red fruits in it. Its really filling and low in calories. Even though I binge ate today I dont feel as bad because I binge ate on something that didn't make me pile on the pounds.
My dilema this weekend has been about a boy. Last year I found out this boy liked me, then I decided I liked him back. Neither of us did anything about it because he didn't know that I knew he liked me, and he didn't know that I liked him (if that makes sence!?). I figured this didn't matter because I was going 2 Paris with the school for 5 days (around 18 pupils went) so I figured I could get to know him then. It sounds cheezy but I daydreamed about us kissing on the Effile Tower and confessing our deep love for each other. Yeh right. I fucked it all up BIG TIME, by getting DRUNK on the french tip- no not tipsy, but FULLY DRUNK. Then I made a complete fool of myself by shouting out to him " Your a wanker Benny, we all know you use to fancy me." I carried on hurling insults at him and flirting with him in between trying to throw myself in the river and avoid the suspicious teachers who thought I had had an alergic reaction to nuts!!! Haaa. ANNNWAAYYSSS
a few months after the cringy french trip and Im presently here wondering if I should ask him why he thinks I am a prick. Sounds strange I know, but yesterday we were talking and I said to him " I use to think you were a prick but your actually quite funny" (y the hell did i say that!?). I still think hes a prick and i don't think he is funny but i kind of just said that for the sake of it.
He then went on to say "You think I'M a prick!, well I wont tell you wot I think of you"
Well of course I then had to ask what he thought of me, even though I was dreading what he would reply, but he simply said he was too tired to talk (it was around 3/4 in the morning) and that he would tell me why he thought I was a prick tomoz.
Well its tommorow...but Im not sure if I should ask him why he thinks I'm a prick...
I tossed a coin, and it told me to ask him.
I dont think I fancy him anymore but he now knows that I did fancy him (I may of confessed that on the frech trip aswell) , so im curious about what he will say and if it will have anything about me fancying him.
grr someone help please?
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