Just Put The Doughnut DOWN!

Dumbass has called me two times in the past two days. He wanted to know where I found my moneybelt for the trip (Walmart-duh), and he also told me that he came by my house to see the kittens. When I got back from Brownsville I noticed that the kittens were gone, so I’m thinking that the momma cat moved them b/c she was scared for their safety. Thanks Shawn, you fuck my shit up even after we’re over and done with.

Y’know, if there is one positive thing about the crush thing not working out, it is this: it really got my mind off Shawn, and has made my resolve that much stronger about not wanting to be friendly towards him. Well, and two, it’s giving me more inspiration to lose weight. The first leg of this journey was all about fitting into some cute clothes for the Vegas trip so that I wouldn’t feel so pathetic in front of stupid, but I was a little worried that once I got home I would no longer have the will to go forward. “Meeting” Omar has made me realize that the next time I find someone I’m interested in getting to know more, I have to be prepared to actually see him face-to-face. And that will only happen once I’m comfortable w/my size. I figure that by then end of July I should back to my old self again. This too will make you stronger, and dammit, don’t forget this fucking lesson!!! Don’t let yourself go ever again!