So, I was four days late and I was starting to be like, fuck. I'd heard pregnancies are contagious (my sister is due in a little over a month) but come on, I don't even want one a little bit.
But then yesterday, first thing in the morning, the world was right again. :) Except now I want to carve my ovaries out with big knife. :(
Also, the stupid Dining Out is in just over two weeks, and I have to lose 10 lbs. Maybe just 5. But still. My dad is going to be my date so I'm sure he doesn't care either way, but I care, damnit. I want to be the prettiest princess at the ball.
The ice cream truck is on my street right now as I type this. Someone is smiting me.
This post sucks. :/
"I'm a blonde little girl
in a fantasy world"
- Aqua "Barbie Girl" -