Holy shittt, was sick for six days straight. Still not 100%, but know that God is watching over me.

1495 today.

Not awful, not stupendous. I didn’t eat a whole lot of anything that wasn’t fresh though, so that’s a +1.

Do not purge, do not purge. Eat better tomorrow, but do not purge.

Have “friend” stick her nose in your business at work,

get in trouble over something that was a non-issue as a result.

I was chatting to my friend on MSN and we were recalling stupid things I did when I was younger, and this memory came to mind:

It was during the festival of fire back home in Vancouver. I was fifteen.

I was drunk, and probably some flavor of high. My friend had convinced me she was going to tell my crush how I felt about him if I didn’t go swimming in the Bay. 

So, I decided to go all out. I stripped off my jacket and top and climbed down to the beach in my bra and a mini skirt, falling into the lap of two very nice gay men on the trip down.

I ended up swimming with a lesbian from Australlia, until the coast pulled up and yelled at us to get out.

All I remember of the rest of the night is somehow losing my skirt, ending up in just my underwear and someone else’s sweatshirt. We walked perhaps a mile to the nearest bus stop after the fireworks, and ended up starting a bus-wide sing along to various classic rock songs as well as “Umbrella”.

The entire bus took part in said sing-along. It was one of the best nights of my teenage life.

Remembering that night is bittersweet.