Sooo I saw a really close friend yesterday <3 I missed him so much! But now I'm afraid he's going to be overly emotional again... I love him like crazy (friend context) but he's too emotionally needy. And he takes things sooooo differently than they're meant. Oh well... hopefully it's ok...
Yesterdays calorie intake; 800 - 1,000 (not sure exactly where the night ended)
Todays calorie intake (so far, at 1:45pm); 60
I'm currently starving, but I don't even care. I've learned that if you're going to do something, you do it, no excuses. And if you aren't, don't even pretend. And I'm doing this. Plus, eventually unfed hunger just passes. I mean, I spent the morning baking cookies and banana bread, but that doesn't mean I have to eat it. I just felt like baking. I like doing things for people, so I baked for the Savelli's and youth group =] quite personally cookies sound disgusting.
taking placement tests today. SOO ready to start school. I just wanna get on this so I can finish, graduate, and move on with life. I'm ready for college SO much. And I decided I'm going to live in the dorms rather than commute. I'll get too stressed if I'm at home, and I know mom'll just pressure me to spend time with the family even though i'll be dancing, doing school, and working, and hopefully involved in some things at the college that if I join I'll talk about then, but not before. So I'm going to live in cleveland next year (if I get accepted to CWRU)! =D
Tomorrow I get to go for training at the studio. ugh! I feel so unprepared for teaching! Guess it's a good thing i'll be there tomorrow, but i'm terrified of doing something wrong and them being like "yup, sorry, changed our minds, you can't do this". I mean, I'd understand if they chose to not give me my class because they need someone who knows what they're doing and is comfortable and will do a good job at it, but I'm REALLY hoping that I rise to the occasion and excel.
As for now I have to go. I've got stuff to do =[ Dont really wanna do anything... blah... ttyl! <3
Rocky
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