thanksgiving
November 28, 2009
this is my second favorite holiday… and can be my favorite in years when christmas doesn’t go as planned. before ed was a while ago so i can’t remember the exact feeling, but i remember loving everything about thanksgiving. i was always so hungry before the dinner that i thought that year would be the year that i finally didn’t get stuffed halfway through my small plate.
i wish being able to stop eating when i’m full.
i was talking to someone today and i realized that i’m a very extreme, all-or-nothing girl… especially when it comes to food. i mean, it’s not like i’ll literally eat nothing or a ton of food… it’s that i either have to be significantly under my alloted calories or i feel like it isn’t worth it and have a mini-binge to go over it. that’s why i’m very rarely in the 1200-1400 zone. it’s 1000 or it’s 1600.
but i’ve had a month or so of luck and have been able to stay closer to 1000… and i feel like that luck’s running out, or perhaps it’s just the leftovers screwing me over. either way, i’m very stressed and unhappy right now because i’ve had no deficit the last three days and my thighs, arms, and stomach are undoubtably bigger.
and now i’ve forgotten how to spell undoubtably and am spelling it wrong. frick.
and no my friend is calling me and asking her to drink with her and i finally understand peer pressure… but the one thing keeping me from going might just be my ed. who’d waste calories on vodka, right?
ugh. i blame this all on my swine flu. even before my past three days of disaster i had four days when i was home sick that went over the limit. my stomach probably stretched and is definitely stretching now and i have to go to frickin school on monday.
what a jolly post for a jolly holiday season, eh?
next post won’t be a rant. i promise.
106
November 18, 2009
i decided to weight myself yesterday. i was alone in the room with the scale and i just felt like i had to know. and what do you know? i was 106 pounds.
i suppose i wished it were less… 100. 90s. something like that, but i wasn’t upset. i wasn’t happy, though… just neutral. i guess that’s ok.
AAAND i measured it midway through the day after eating and chugging 32 oz of water (i was/ am sick… with swine flu
) and i was bloated because of my big p…. ok, now i’m just making excuses, but i’m guessing that my true weight is more like 105.
but whatever. the point is that either way my exel document that tracks my calories and calculates my suspected weight loss is actually right on which is pretty cool. it means i’ve been pretty darn accurate in guessing calories. (yay)
erm… yeah.
if i can just lose 7 more pounds i’ll be happy. 98. it’s a nice number
a woman who changes here hair is about to change her life
November 14, 2009
that’s a quote from Coco Avant Chanel (well… maybe not 100% accurate, but you get the gist), which i had the pleasure of seeing.
seriously, if you like fashion and/ or audrey tautou, SEE IT!!!
anyway, the reason why i titled this post with that quote is that i just got my hair cut. ALOT. i’m talking nine inches of thick auburn (i wonder how many pounds i lost…
). what used to hit my lower back doesn’t even reach my breasts and it feels REALLY weird.
but i think i like it.
anyway… since we’re on the subject of Coco Chanel, how about some stills from the movie?



^^^ my favorite picture






^^^ another favorite
apparently, audrey’s next film comes out next year. *sigh* so long to wait….
thinspiration 11/10
November 10, 2009





wooo.
thanks to babybabeox…
November 4, 2009
i won an award. yay!

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The Survey
1. Where is your cell phone? no idea
2. Your hair? long, wavy, and red-ish
3. Your mother? awesome
4. Your father? no comment
5. Your favorite food? right now, udon
6. Your dream last night? i was dying
7. Your favorite drink? soy milk
8. Your dream/goal? currently, the college i applied ED to
9. What room are you in? kitchen
10. Your hobby? knitting, shopping, poetry
11. Your fear? weight and tarantulas
12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? amazing grad-school
13. Where were you last night? EMT class
14. Something that you aren’t? tall
15. Muffins? of course!
16. Wish list item? a new long sweater in navy or dark brown, among other things
17. Where did you grow up? new york city
18. Last thing you did? car incident :-/
19. What are you wearing? nothing very flattering
20. Your TV? flat screen
21. Your pets? bunny and hamster
22. Friends? odd
23. Your life? always interesting
24. Your mood? tired
25. Missing someone? a bit
26. Vehicle? my lovely car (who’s a bit upset with me right now)
27. Something you’re not wearing? a scarf
28. Your favorite store? urban outfitters
29. Your favorite color? grey
30. When was the last time you laughed? 8th period
31. Last time you cried? 3 hours ago
32. Your best friend? not sure
33. One place that I go to over and over? school and home
34. One person who e-mails me regularly? my mom
35. Favorite place to eat? sushi
another dream
October 20, 2009
so i had this dream last night that somehow my mom got a list of my weights or something… anyhow, the moral of the story is that saw that i’d lost 15 pounds (in real life it’s 8-something) and was, obviously, concerned
i made up some BS about puberty and babyfat or something, but she insisted that at dinner that night i eat a bit more.
i wasn’t concerned though, because i was too happy about having lost 15 pounds when i didn’t think i’d lost that much.
i just wanted to share the excitement
worried
October 19, 2009
this is going to sound slightly paranoid– nay, EXTREMELY paranoid, but that’s what applying to college ED has done to me.
ok, so i’m worried about what happened with my big p this month. i mean, it didn’t really happen! this might be tmi, but there wasn’t even any real bleeding– just spotting. i pumped up my calories during the week too! it was up to around 1100-1300 most days! and it’s not like i’m anywhere even remotely near dangerously skinny.
but what if this means i can’t get pregnant? i mean, i don’t want a baby now; i’m only in high school! but if some magic occurs that lets me find a guy i really love love me back, then i’d like to have the possibility, you know?
wait… could this have anything to do with my being on birth control pills? (it’s a low dose)














