Yeah, so what if I fell asleep in bed at 9:00 and now am up at midnight? That’s what sleeping pills are for.
Oh. My. God. Today, I got the middle splits! HOLY SHIT!
I was so pumped. I had to call Justin and tell him, and call my mom and tell her. You can’t celebrate these things alone, you know. It has to be a pary.
How’s this for a dilemma? I’ve already decided what I’m going to do, but it was a zinger.
So, I’m thin, right? And I hate it when people talk about me being anorexic, or joke about it, or ask me if I am. This means, I can understand how someone else would feel to be bugged about it. But there is a rumor going around that one of the girls I dance with is anorexic, and I could believe it. I don’t know her, and she’s not really my friend, but she’s very popular, and very skinny. Now I have to ask myself, is it my place as an adult with a privliaged place with these young girls to tell someone about these rumors? Be it Raena, or even her own parents? I know fairly well that even though the girls will talk about it, they wont confront anyone with it, while I don’t have the same fears. But I don’t want to interfere with her life the same way I hate it when people do to me, especially if she doesn’t have a problem.
I have already decided to talk to Raena about it. I think it makes it a little more serious that this same girl is dating Raena’s younger brother, so her emotions are invested a little more deeply.
Now, on to real problems. I have gas, and I don’t know why.
This is a REAL problem. Stop laughing. I have gas ALL the time, and I haven’t changed anything about the way I eat. It is horrible, and I hate having to go out in public. I hate being at school and I hate being at work because I can’t just hold it in all day, and it is embarrassing. Please, shoot me.