I can't stand it

I hate being fat, even after loosing 30+ lbs. I'm still fat.
My body disgusts me.
Every time I look in a mirror I can't help but to turn to the side and stare with a face at my gut, thighs, chubby arms, and ass.
I can't stand it anymore, I just want to be thin.
And hey, I don't even have to be thin. I'll settle for 110-115 lbs. like any normal-not-fat-teen girl.
I don't want to be shopping for size 7s and 9s I want to be pulling 3's and 5's off of the rack.
It doesn't matter how much I do or don't eat, how much I work-out. I've still got unsightly bags of ick on me.
I can't stand this anymore.

I'm mean

I'm gonna take some time to spout off some Pro-Choice things I thought were funny.

"May the fetus you save be a black gay wiccan democrat."

"Pro-Life? Spend the time you normally would spend protesting helping starving children in Africa."

"If you cut off my reproductive choice, may I cut off yours?"

"What happeneds in my vagina is my business."

"Save the wire hangers, keep abortion safe and legal."

"If you can't trust me with a choice how can you trust me with a child?"

"Want abortion outlawed? How many unwanted children will you adopt?"

"Every fetus will have a life. Hitler's did too."

"77% of anti-abortionists are men. 100% of them will never be pregnant."

"McCain Palin - Bringing a wire coat hanger back to an alley near you."

"Your church. My uteris. Got it?"

"Your politics have no place in my uteris."

So leave me alone, I don't care :D Pro-life hypocrites that will never adopt can go suck my non existant dick.

Penis envy

I'm tired of being fat and blubbery. Tell me i'm skinny, whatever, thanks but it's still not good enough for me. 124 lbs. is a lot for a 5'3" frame. I want to be aroung 110-115 lbs. A 23 inch waist would be divine, it's what Bettie Page has (or had, old age has robbed her of that.) I have my own goals. There are people with bodies I really admire like Bettie Page, Selma Hayek, other people. Rosario Dawson <333>

You keep playin' me like a fruit machine

Something happeneds often, that gets on my nerves. Guidance tends to skip over me for things. They forgot to call me in for four year planning my sophomore year, and today they seemingly forgot to give me an award that I was supposed to get at today's awards assembly.

The awards are for students who had a GPA of 3.5+ during last year's spring semester. Last spring semester I got noting lower than a 91, and a GPA of atleast 3.7 but apparently I don't get one.

I'm really angry D:<

Got a hunch-back? Put a little glitter on it, come on down.

Somewhere along the line I apparently wasn't following, I became a little musical theater kid. I realized that all of my binders except for German are dedicated to musicals. The Rocky Horror Picture Show, The Phantom of the Opera, RENT, and Moulin Rouge. I suppose I'm one for drama, not in the baby-daddy sense. I'm totally watching Hairspray right now.

And so a few summers ago, Hilary said I could be president of the Anime Club once she graduated, and that I am. It looks super good on a resume and also we have a shit-ton of people this year. I'm talking 60+, which is more than the 60 we had last year. Our last count was 60, then at least 10+ people signed up after that but we didn't bother to count. Katie, Rachel and I were too busy flipping shits.

I just hope we get a bigger room.

Tons of anime fans+small cramped room+ poor air ventilation = BAD IDEA

And when

He looks into my eyes, caresses my face, and kisses me gently I know everything will be better than okay. And when he says, "I love you so much Katie," with all the sincerity in the world, I actually feel safe and at home for once.

When you realize it it's a life-changing thing.

Well that's odd

I've lost 4 lbs.

:D

Which is good but the odd thing is, I can tell and feel and measure that all the fat I've lost has been off of my back. What. The. Fuck. I thought people didn't spot loose fat and that they lost it from all over? Oh well, I'm not complaning. Casey had me against a car today and we were kissing, with his hands on my sides/back and he goes, "wow you really have lost weight."

Off of my back :D still good, no one wants a fat back. That along with dropping a jr. pants size over the summer somehow (my weight didn't even change!) But I'm not complaining. Most people probably wouldn't notice that I've lost any weight but I still feel a lot better about myself.

I mutilated Rachel's peanut butter sandwhich at lunch today, I taught that bitch who's boss.