All At Sea

Time for the Friday count-down. This day is going incredibly slow. It's only 10:30 but feels like it should be atleast lunchtime if not later. I'm still feeling incredibly fat. Don't know what else to do. Going to go for a venti quad iced mocha on lunch. I don't get venti's on anything except iced teas at Starbucks, but it may be necessary.

So I have not heard from Pittsburgh since he finally texted a response to my "Have a good trip" text from Sunday night. This was Monday when I was driving home from school. He said, "Thanks, the weather here is perfect." I also then told him my final grade, 85%, to which he said congratulations. Since then, I have not heard from him, which is typical, however, as I said in the last post, I was not going to call him, I was going to wait for him to call me. Ofcourse, now that it is Friday, and especially because Carm and Allen will be in Philly this weekend, I do not want to not have somewhere to go. He's only here for another few weeks anyways, then he'll be gone for two months. That can be argued either way.

I'm so mad, because I have been loving the way I look for like the first time ever, since everything had happened in September, and it was the only good thing about any of it. I really don't want to give that up.

I haven't had anything to drink since last Saturday.