Well, I was supposed to go out and get something sweet with my boyfriend. But he decided to tutor a 24 year old "kid" whose mommy breathes his every breath and is accompanying him tonight to make sure he does his homework. So I am waiting for my boyfriend to call and am preparing to be disappointed.
He seemed genuinely interested in spending time with me. But that was earlier today. I guess it would be hard to get out of tutoring someone whose mom is present and overbearing.
I have gained at least 10 lbs in the last 3 weeks. I am sitting alone at home too much. I have seemingly given up on physical therapy. My size 7's are tight.
My boobs are extra ridiculous...my 34D bras can't hold up. It's very uncomfortable. I need to get back to 125.
I am writing a real newsletter for my club. It's kind of cool. I am not used to it, but I like it. Unfortunately I have to get it approved by my college, so it is good that I didn't go all out and jump on the school's many lacking accessibility features in the first edition.
A friend of mine who moved away, her mom died last week. Her mom was only one year older than my boyfriend. That part freaks me out.
I want to read other things, like i have really cool books that I got from the library, but I feel overwhelmed and cannot focus on Neil Gaiman or science books about the life of plants. I want to, but I can't.
I haven't yet contacted agencies to volunteer. i realized though that i already have at least 8 hours on campus, and they allow for that. I will only need 20 hours or so for the rest of the semester. And with that knowledge comes a little stress relief.
But my mom is still ill. And I still get little sleep because of it. She is not nearly as bad as she was, but this flu is awful. It wallops you. I am still hoping that I do not come down with it. I have been sick enough in the last 1.5 years.
Speaking of which, I have been able to eat for the last 4 weeks. I am grateful for that. Very grateful.
Just got a call from my boyfriend, he is coming over. We get an hour and a half before the place we want to go to closes. I guess it's something.
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