Showing posts with label Spring Break. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Spring Break. Show all posts

Friday, November 12, 2010

Pizza Anyone?

Oh how I’d love to have pizza. Not just one slice. The entire pizza. As you know. Daddy Dearest got pizza last night. It was so tempting. But I didn’t give in. today I had something for orchestra (which is why I couldn’t attend S's very cool tea party.. sorry) where basically we performed for the math department at our school. About 60 people. They gave us pizza as a thank you. “Sarah, why aren’t you eating?” Oh I already ate. I’ll just have some diet coke. Thanks though. “Ok, if you’re sure..” yep. Oh how I wanted that pizza so bad. I gave my friend Tony my pizza. He was high. He had at least 10 pieces. No joke. That’s more calories than I’ve had all week

Driving home from the concert I was pulling into my neighborhood. I hear two honks. I look over. It’s Eddie. I get out of the turning lane and follow him. He has to drop off some money then he will call me. I hate it that he deals. He calls me shortly after. “What are you doing?” I’m at home. What are you doing? “Not sure yet. I might go to Brickhouse with some guys. ” Okay well call me after. “Wanna smoke real quick?” No thanks, maybe later tonight. Hell yes I would love to smoke. Only I might pass out if I do. I’ve hardly eaten today. I don’t want to pass out though, because then you will know something is wrong, I will spill my guts out to you about my ED and then you will never talk to me again. Or you will tell someone and I will end up in an insane asylum. “You’re gonna fall asleep by the time I’m done.” No I won’t, I promise.

I talked to my friend Mike about spring break yesterday. We skyped for over 4 hours. It was crazy. I think we might just go to the Bahamas. Maybe Cancun. Or we might stay in the U.S. and just rent a lake or beach house out for the week. One problem. He’s a guy. He likes me. A lot. We’re friends.. but I have trust issues. Last time I stayed with a guy friend, he raped me. So honestly I don’t see this happening. Especially if it’s just the two of us. He’s a great guy, but things can go really wrong really fast. I feel bad saying that I would go, because originally I didn’t see a problem with it. But now I’m taking that back. He’s gonna be so sad. He keeps texting me about how excited he is. Sorry.
Intake:

B: Turkey Slices (28)
L: Tuna Salad (194)
D: Chicken stir-fry w/ broccoli and 1 slice of cheese (242)

Burned off: (191)
Net Cals: (464)
Net Carbs: 9.8

Stay Strong ~XX Sarah