Headache.
Ouch.
Bloated stomach.
Yuck.
Good night?
Yes.
I went to a party last night in the rain. The rain threatened to dampen the party but it didn't which is great. Two of my friends, sisters in fact, are going to Italy for a month so this was a farewell party.
I shared a bottle of Southern Comfort with Afro, it was 17 standard drinks. I get destroyed on 7 so he helped me look out for my drink intake because I can get absolutely smashed without realising and without intending too.
Last night was one of those moments. One standard drink too many.
I love Afro so so much. He helped me and tried to sober me up.
He is honestly one of my best friends, it honestly feels like sometimes he is the only once that truly cares about me.
If I was to just leave this planet right now who would really care? Who would really be affected apart from Afro, my family and if I'm lucky some of you guys?
Wow that sounds depressing and don't worry girls, I'm not in a depressed state, quite the opposite in fact.
It's just something I've been thinking about.
But girls, last night I did something silly.
Something so so so so silly.
I'm going to have to be a bit more careful on here I think... because Afro could be reading.
After saying that I bet you have guessed what I did.
I know I know I know.
The thing is, I don't really regret it.
Aaaah I don't know. My head hurts and my body feels funny.
Never again will I drink so much of Southern Comfort straight even though I enjoyed myself.
Sorry this post is a bit all over the place; there are two things I know for sure though:
1. I'm still too terribly fat and disgusting.
2. I need to lose weight.
Tomorrow won't help though, I'm house sitting for a week so am hosting a pool party tomorrow night. I'm going to be cooking lots and lots of food (I don't plan on consuming much of it) and there will be lots and lots of booze.
Fun.
Day fourteen: Do you ever allow yourself a “rest day” from exercise or a “cheat day” from your diet?
I don't really 'allow' it, it just happens. If that makes sense. I don't really have control over it.
Day fifteen: What is your favourite kind of exercise?
Dancing or walking. Something that's fun and doesn't necessarily feel like exercise. I'm also a fan of the Ab Circle Pro.
Day sixteen: Have you ever missed a work out just because you couldn’t be bothered?
Of course. Haven't we all?
Of course. Haven't we all?
Day seventeen: Have you ever been called fat? Or skinny?
I've been called chubby, I've been told I need to go on a diet and things like that but I've never been called fat. Yes, I've been called skinny.
I've been called chubby, I've been told I need to go on a diet and things like that but I've never been called fat. Yes, I've been called skinny.
Day eighteen: Do you have to eat any meals with your family? Are they for or against your diet?
Most of the time i have to eat dinner with them. They don't know anything about my 'diet' except for the fact that I'm vegetarian. My mum doesn't really approve of me being Vegetarian.
Most of the time i have to eat dinner with them. They don't know anything about my 'diet' except for the fact that I'm vegetarian. My mum doesn't really approve of me being Vegetarian.
Day nineteen: Have you ever lied to avoid eating something?
Of course I have.
Love you all
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Ew, I hate feeling like that but getting there tends to really fun.
ReplyDeletePersonally I would be terrified if a friend knew about this blog, but you never know how it might turn out, it might be a good thing after all. So let's keep positive about it (until something negative happens).
And I totally see myself in your posts as well so it's not that weird. Both of us must just be awesome.
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Ah, sounds like an EPIC night. I've just had a night out with friends, but managed to avoid a decent amount of food. Still, it's the holiday seasons, parties are inevitable, don't beat yourself up about them.
ReplyDeleteI agree with what Christina said, I would be absolutely mortified if any of my friends knew about this blog. Honestly, that would be the worst thing ever. My blog is my dirty little secret.
At least you had fun :)
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Ughhhhh! SoCo= my worst hangovers ever= my best nights! Glad you had fun, but that's terrifying if afro did find out! Let's hope for the best though xo
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you had a good night. Hopefully nothing bad comes out of Afro knowing about your blog. I have one person who knows I have an ED blog but doesn't know the URL. Have fun tomorrow.
ReplyDeleteGlad you had a good night, I hope Afro understands what your going through if he does find your blog, he makes you happy, which is the main thing :) xx
ReplyDeleteHope you had a great night even with a few drinks too many.
ReplyDeleteI'm sure he will understand and not tell anyone if he does find your blog.
At least you had fun despite the next day headache. I personally can't drink southern comfort anymore after a disastrous night! Good luck for tomorrow (today?) and have more fun still. <3
ReplyDeleteOh darling, you're beautiful. So very beautiful.
ReplyDeleteYou have this wonderful glow about you; in all your photos.
And of course we'd all care if you dropped off the face of this Earth!
Thank you for commenting love, I'll explain to you soon what happened.
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drinking? i had that night a few days ago. wasted and doing silly things <3 so happpy i found ur blog!
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