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.