killing in the name of love.

I've just been contemplating a bunch of things. Friends. Decisions. Life. I don't know. I've just been so on edge about everything... even though there's more important things that I should be focusing on. I mean, I guess in the greater scheme of things, they're more important. But when does my sanity come before something else? But, that's just it... the stupid stuff is getting me sidetracked.

What to do? I miss my friends. Boys are lame. I'm so sick of Lehigh. I have to start eating coke sandwiches.

Uggh. just upset. about. life.

jenny was a friend of mine.

Things seem pretty good lately. Sorry for the lack of blogging. I've been busy. Busy wasting my life away.

But, really. I've figured something out.

I used to only base my happiness on how thin my stomach felt and what the scale read and stuff and well, I mean now it's just a mix of things. I surround with people who make me happy... like v. happy. And that's good and all.

I'm sure.

But, I'm like, ugh. I'm all happy and stuff, but truthfully/deep down inside, I'm really not at all.

I need to lose like 30 lbs before I can feel any good about myself.
Get skinny or die trying, right?

Until next time-- perhaps, a few pounds lighter.