I went shopping after work yesterday and now i feel fucking terrible...everything looked shit on me and my Shan was telling me that everything looked "nice"...do you get that... when something looks "nice" it is only just ok, the comment that i was looking for was "great", that looks great...now that is a compliment.
"Nice" is just a pussy's way of saying "i dont want you to feel bad so i will just say nice".
I bumped into Hippygal yesterday at shop and she was nice to me, i think she is feeling guilty about not catching up to me for my birthday etc. I was nice back and I wouldn't hold a grudge against Hippygal as she is just lovely and I do respect her heaps. She mentioned i should call around on weekend so maybe i will.
I didn't got to gym yesterday or even go for a walk, like i wanted to..instead i called around to friends and drank two cans of Johnnie incognito sugar.
Am i the only one in this world suffering from the "weight depression", omg if it isn't MD pissing me off it is my weight, will i ever feel happy????
Maybe i am just a difficult person and hard to please....well what if i am...i like me and I will cry if i want to....its my party !!!
Besides all of the above i am okay today..harharhar
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