so that didn’t go very well. i’m aiming for two pounds a week and i really need to do it because i have a wedding to go to in september. it wasn’t an entire loss as i have lost some inches, just not enough to really make a difference. i have to work on getting my sleep schedule fixed because that messes with my plans on what and when i’m doing things. i wouldn’t mind how i looked/weighed if i could just fit into my regular pants. i refuse to buy anymore because i just like what i have too much. it’s pretty frustrating.
my last goal’s timeline was a tad unrealistic. my new goal: 115 by july 9th or fit into my pants/white shorts by then. weight’s not as important as size. off to shower.
i’m writing this here so i have to see it and be reminded a lot. my goal is to fit into my lace purple dress for my birthday. no exceptions, that’s just what i’m aiming for. if i don’t quite get there in time (it’s only three weeks. oy) it’ll be ok as long as i’m close. i guess a secondary goal will be my fat jeans being too big for me.
tomorrow after class i am going to get my hair cut and styled and then on a downtown shopping spree. i intend to pick up some hot pieces from american apparel. i should probably pre-shop online right now to verify the exact styles i want. then i have less than twenty-four hours until my moment of destiny.
my plan would’ve been flawless at the kool haus because there’s one entrance for everyone; no underground secret areas etc. i have no idea where the backstage entrance at the molson amphitheatre is. i suppose i’ll find out when i go for my meet & greet before the show. hmm, maybe this will work after all. i guess i just have to try for the after party passes while at the meet & greet. should i try myspace again as a precursor? or will that seem weird and annoying? he doesn’t have to read it i guess. might as well. but will it make him want to invite or avoid? such a fine line and one way could destroy all chances or start every thing! bah.
i don’t know what’s been going on with my stomach lately, but i’d really appreciate not getting stabbing pains that make me wish i was dead. the first time was yesterday as i was walking home from a very successful exam and shopping excursion.
the exam was for my data analysis and stats course. the teacher is great and his exams are exactly what he says they are going to be. i ended up being late because the power went out so my alarm clock didn’t go off. thankfully, i still woke up in time to get there and write the exam; i was done in about thirty minutes. it was great! i decided to partially celebrate my kicking of said exam’s ass by stopping at square one when i transferred buses to see if i could find myself a nice summer/t-shirt dress for $20 or so. this was inspired by an outfit i saw of a fellow bus rider. she had on a red and white striped halter dress with white flip-flops and a white purse. it looked summery, clean and stylish. i said i’d buy something if i could find something in a nice green or purple because i don’t have many (if any) clothes in those colours.
alas, i suppose it was not meant to be since i didn’t manage to find anything in my price range or selected colours. i contemplated dropping into eb games, but i just looked around there a couple of weeks ago, so i doubted they would have anything new that i’d want. then i remembered that i had a gift certificate for mac and i decided to buy a new lip gloss.
i had searched the mac site earlier to see if there was anything particularly close to what i was looking for. i found these. after messing around with the testers and tester holder for about fifteen minutes, i decided on fuchsia fix, which looks a lot brighter in the pot than what it actually is. it’s just the tiniest hint of pink, but it moisturizes my lips quite nicely. i bought that and i still have money left. hooray!
anyway, i was walking home and nearly there when my stomach starts to hurt. it kind of feels like cramps, and gas mixed together i.e. it’s painful. i get home and the pain keeps getting worse. then i start feeling nauseous and i don’t know if i’m going to puke or . . . something else. i was also breaking out in a sweat, not only from the heat outside but because of the pain. so i lay on the bathroom floor not knowing what to do, ready to puke or pass out. the tiles were refreshingly cool and that’s the only form of comfort i had. eventually the intensity faded and i headed into the icebox of a basement for some relief. the pain was still there, but it came and went in waves.
the rest of the night i was fine and i thought it was a one time event. then it happened again today. i really hope it doesn’t happen again tomorrow.
on a completely (almost) different note, i still need more hats. they had a fedora-like one at h&m that i wouldn’t mind. i didn’t try it on properly because my hair was in a ponytail, but it still looked good even placed atop the ponytail bump. i also have far too much money that i need to keep for seattle. but my visa was taken and someone took out $500 on it so i don’t even know if i can afford seattle now. i should’ve called it in when i saw it was missing, but i really thought it was just at home. i’ve got a month to get it all sorted before i start paying interest. at least i learned something: always call it in as soon as it’s missing. even if it had been at home and i found it later, the only price would be waiting for my new card to show up. thankfully, i haven’t given out my pin to anyone, so they should be able to find who did it. at the very least, they’ll know i’m not scamming them and won’t make me pay them $500 back. bah. this better work out somehow.
i need more hats and more striped clothing. i was the queen of both at one time or another. i wore hats all the time from infancy ’til i was about six years old. i did the stripe thing from about eight or nine until fourteen? now, both are back with a vengeance and i only have a smattering amount of either. it’s a shame too, as i look so good in both.
yeah, i definitely need more stripes. i’m fairly certain i only have one seasonal striped shirt. oh well, shopping needs to be done.