One Week and One Day Away
I'm 24 and I'd love to meet some people on here that are my age- hmu.
Today is my last day of being able to eat regular food and I have celebrated that with... shitty Walmart cookies. I think that my parents and grandfather are going out to dinner tonight and with luck I will be able to attend and eat a great meal. They go to a french place in town and last time I had this amazing moroccan dish that I have no idea the name or ingredients but, it was just, wow.
I am going to miss overeating so much... almost as much as I am going to not miss feeling like crap (physically and mentally). I can wait to start enjoying the benifits of surgery: losing weight, sculpting my body, and feeling better (again, physically and mentally). I have been looking up exercizes to help me keep my big butt I would miss it very much if it were gone.
I guess I should start by saying that I have a little broken bone in my foot; if I wanted to have it removed they'd have to "clip a tendon" to get at the piece. That is TERRIFYING and I won't be doing it. I broke the bone while ballet dancing with my dog. I completed my student teaching with this broken bone and now work every day subbing on it. I can ignore it throughout the day to the point that it doesn't cross my mind but, as soon as I get in my car it hits me. It's scary that it hurts. Losing weight means less pressure on it and hopefully less pain.
I have a boyfriend far, far away. We lived in DE together for a year as I finished my M.Ed. He moved back in with his parents who had recently moved to way far upstate NY (like, an hr. from Canada). I moved down to FL to live with my mom; I'm saving rent money for when I inevitably move out (because she drives me insane), and also extra to pay off $40,000 worth of studenet loans. Thanks government!
I miss my boyfriend like mad but, the pain and itchiness has gotten less- I got down here to FL in September and we are resigned to our fates. So, HELLO INTERWEBZ!
I am a nice person, I like to laugh and I like both quiet and loud.
I used to dance with my dog but, now I am in a strange place in a strange home with little outside of work human contact.
Love me?
~ Rachel
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