It was eight-thirty and I began the end of my night squishing myself between my IKEA covers. Couldn't fall asleep; my stomach was aching. I guess my body isn't used to consuming so much fat in such little time since my recent fast food banishment. It's all for the good though. "Super Size Me" changed my life. haha. Well, anyways, I had two slices of greasy pizza (Kroger brand), chex mix, lays potato chips, and french onion dip. Oh yea, and topped off with a sucrose-packed pineapple soda. Mindy and Crystal slaughtered all there was left of a nutritious diet day. I guess I could have denied them the chance to fatten me, but when bad food is incredibly accessible to the hand.... Tomorrow: to the gym!
My final book club meeting was yesterday. The book club consisted of Monica, Yvonne, Claudia, and my sister; all of whom are approaching their thirties. Despite the age difference between myself and them, my relationship with each woman has flourished more so than that of my friendships with people my own age. They offered me wise advice and engaged in conversations I longed to have with people whom I normally could not. The book club was an escape from my life as a seventeen year old who could never relate to her peers. Thank you.
Finally my weeks are numbered. Two weeks and a half til I move in. Everybody says they'll visit me...hmmm... We'll see.
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