my first history test was harder than i expected. but i get to take them twice :>
i had an ice cream date with a 29 year-old. we met at 80s night at Barbarella. he can seriously move on the dance floor. we were suppose to go to old school hip-hop night tonight, but i got called into work tomorrow morning at HACH.
i am excited about working a day shift there. but i had so many things in wanted to do tomorrow! and hip-hop with a 29 year-old! (he is super into hip-hop and was going to school me in it). i need to take that second unit exam for history too.
i got my apology. i even got it in wave-file form. it was adorable. not sure what happens now. but i feel more understood and respected for my worthiness.
started weight watchers today. first day didn’t go so well. i was at the ACC campus longer than expected and had to eat some tacos to keep conscious. then lucy made pasta (which i SUPER appreciated!) probably went over my points. turns out most of my frozen meals are a million points (ok, 6). my smoothie is 6 points! i only get 26 a day. but i need to fit into my gothwear for convergence in new orleans next year! and i miss my wardrobe. and my old body. blah blah blah. i repeat myself.
but part of it is a chant. a mantra. remind myself of what i want most. (which is to have thin thighs without effort, but you know, reality!)
christine and her young man have parted. i am not sure it will stick. my opinion, which i shared as gently as possible, is he will only hurt her more. it is hard to be alone though. i think i have learned completely cutting off contact is really the only way to go. i used to think that was a weakness. but i have decided (and my therapist agrees) that people that can “be friends” are extraordinary. and i am normal.
tomorrow! hospice! it’ll be good for me.