Can I get a Do Over PLEASE!!
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I wish to God that I can just stop everything and yell "Do Over" {i'm sure most of you can remember that key phrase from our younger days}I could really use a second chance at this WW thing. I am going to attempt to start the week off right. WW has gone to shit. I have missed two weeks in a row. Which means that I have only been to three meetings in the last five weeks. That�s a damn shame and a waste of good money. I just lost a lot of motivation when I gained weight. And according to my scale things are going up and not down. What the hell is UP with that??? In those five weeks, I expected to have lost about 10lbs or so. Ha. It aint happened yet! So I am going to go tonight to see what kind of damage I have done to this painfully slow process. I am keeping my finger crossed that it�s not as bad as I think it is. I guess while I am it I will hit up the gym too. I have been slacking in that department as well. It just took one missed day to throw my whole regimen off. Now getting things back the way they should be has taking more energy then I have been willing to give. I actually had a decent weekend. Me and the girls went out Friday night. Kinda of a last minute thing. But it was cool. I danced a little with some dude that assumed I would be offended because he thought I was beautiful. Since when is calling someone beautiful a put-down??? I got my ego stroked by his compliment but it was just as quickly shattered when I saw him walking around holding hands with this white girl who looked like a water buffalo. Ewww! Saturday the roomies and I decided to go bowling at 11:30pm. We had a good time even though I felt like the bowling ally raped me from behind {in other words, we paid waaaay to much money to bowl}. Since when did bowling become so expensive??? We invited some other folks to meet us at the bowling alley. I was trying to avoid my third wheel status. As usual, things didn�t go my way. Hanging with the roomies is cool sometimes. But most of the time I feel left out. When I hit my strikes, I didn�t have any one to run and hug me or pat me on the ass as I walked up to grab the bowling ball. It�s the little shit like that I miss the most. Me and the ex E used to be real touchy feely like that. Not to the point that it was disgusting, but just enough to show we cared. B has his moments to when he likes to be touchy feely too. He is a gentleman that never forgets to open the door for me. He taught me how to play pool and as you can imagine, we looked like something out of the movies. J-mac, like to grope in public and grab the hell out of my ass or my boobs. 50% of the time his grabbing pisses me off and the other 50% of the time the shit turns me on, especially when I start grabbing too. Whoa, ok I gotta little side tracked there. I have this whole entry that I started yesterday about B. I am still working on it. He�s a challenge and writing about him is a challenge. There are so many mixed up feelings that I am consistently dealing with. Soon enough, I will have my thoughts together. Together�not complete. |
4:53 p.m. || October 25, 2004 |
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