A Little Time...

I do believe that it is time for me....myself.... and I?.... to thank you for being followers of my blog.

Now, I'm not sure if anyone still reads anymore, but I just want to say

ANDITHANKYEE

Anywho, I desperately need tips on how to get back on the boat of restrictions. Cyclical patterns of restricting and binging are pretty much ruling my life. I would like to quit the whole binging part. Completely. Control would be nice. And I will not purge. I'm not a purger. I can't throw up. Been there, tried that. Did not work...

Tips. Tips. And More TIPS are needed. Please help. Leave a little commenty comment sayin what helps you stay on track and keep skinny.

Anyways, good day lovelies
Anabelle

Small people SHOULDN'T drink....

I was sort of on a not drinking thing...

yeah, that definitely didnt last too long.

my dumb boyfriend got drunk off his ass and made a fool out of himself in front of some of my friends

not like i'm embarassed of him or anything, but great first impression right? they just walk in and he's already wasted.

you see, he doesn't drink too much, and when he does, he gets drunk super fast. therefore, she makes a fool out of himself super fast.

then, when we all decide to leave (it was around 2am) he gets all pissed. I have class tomorrow. he knows that! plus, i still live with my parents. not like they will be angry with me for staying out late, but they will lecture me about how i shouldn't do that, and all that shit.

that asshole

he just used me to be his designate driver. i got drunk at his house and drove home anyways. i only live like 5 blocks away, but anyways...

still rather drunk right now. surprised how good i'm typing :-)

sorry for the awfulness of this blog

Love,

Cyclical Patterns That.....FUCK ME OVER...

I always do so well with restrictions for a while...

But then I have those awful days where I eat all the food in sight.

Let's fix this...

Yesterday I had a personal pan pepperoni pizza from pizza hut with breadsticks....mmm...

Today, for lunch I had Arby's medium cheddar roast beef with curly fries...

to make it worse... for supper I had a Happy Meal from McDonalds.

I ate more fast food in the past 2 days than I have had in the past 6 months...

Restrictions are starting again Monday. I have to start working more, so that should keep me busy... hopefully

Ta ta for now,
Anabelle

DooblyDoo....

So, in psychology class yesterday, we went over Maslows Hierarchy Of Needs again. It seems fairly valid. You must fulfill your physiological needs before fulfilling your safety needs, and so on and so forth. This makes me wonder.

My professor was talking about people who he thought were self-actualized. Very few people get to that stage. He mentioned Martin Luther King Jr., Rosa Parks, and Mother Theresa.

Now, I find one fatal flaw in this hierarchy of needs. You see, you must fulfill each level to pass to the next one. Why can you not be self-actualized while starving yourself? Would Gandhi not be considered self-actualized? He starved himself to protest against British Supremists. He put off one of our basic physiological needs, but still achieved greatness. Can you be self-actualized in a warzone? Of course you can! Many of the great war heros put off their own safety to save others.

As much as I believe that this pyramid of needs is a valid example on the needs of humans, it isn't as accurate as you would hope it to be.

I want to do great things. I want to make a difference in this world. And all the while, I will try as hard as possible to put off my physiological need of eating.

Join me in this journey

Anabelle

Teacher's Pet...

Oh, it definitely pays off being teacher's pet. no lies. my essays for my advanced composition class have been like 3 lines too short of the three page requirement, therefore i have no grades for them. my teacher said that if i get the revised papers to him, with 3 full pages, i can get a grade for them. ha, they'd totally be a month late, but i'm super stoked.

i had to give a speech today about how i think american idol should never get cancelled from network channels. hmm.... i've definitely never watched an episode of american idol in my life.

restrictions have been going amazingly well. cut down my calories in half, and things are going well. went exercising yesterday and am quite sore today. damn this warm weather, it's making me feel guilty for not exercising outside all winter.

off to work i must go. this great mood better last all day. ;-)

Lots of love,
anabelle

My. Brain. Is. Dead.

Just wrote a paper about abortion and how i think it should/shouldn't be illegal, and if women who get abortions should be criminals...

It was a rough paper because I'm so in the middle about the topic. Like, i don't like the thought of abortions, but if i accidently got pregnant when i was 15, i'd like to have that option. But then there are those girls who have 10 abortions before they turn 18 (i've seen it happen...), and that is just craay. honestly, pro-choice. I don't want some old MAN in the white house to tell me what I can and cannot do with MY body.... that's all....

about to finish up my homework. dumb idea waiting to finish my calculus at about 9am sunday night... fml....

restrictions suck.

I suck.

That is all,
Anabelle

Pissed off eating

I am an emotional eater. Not like the "i'm sad so i'm going to eat" type.

more like the "i'm pissed off at you, so i'm going to get pissed off at food instead"

Charles and I have been dating for a while, and our lack of planning is getting really old.

We both have crazy schedules. We both are only free 3 nights a week, so therefore we try to spend as much of that time together as possible.

Thursday, We were supposed to hang out. He ditched on me. Told me there was a concert up at the casino the next day and he had to go help set up. I'm not mad because, hey, at least he told me.

Friday, I surprise him and drive up to the casino with one of my friends to see him. We were supposed to spend the whole night together. Managed to see him for 20 minutes, then he disappeared. Then he texted me saying he'll be busy for the rest of the night.

whatever. so we drove back to town. he told me he was going to leave right after we did, and that i should come over to his house when he got back.

I WAITED FOR TWO FUCKING HOURS! Then at 1am I receive a text message saying that he'll see me next week.

Fuck that.

Clearly, I'm pissed at him now. He pretty much ditched me two nights in a row. He got ahold of me today and asked if i wanted to come over. Fuck that. I need to be pissed.

The only reason why I'm pissed off is because I literally haven't seen him in 3 WEEKS! He's pretty much been ditching me, and I'm sick of it.

I've decided that I hate men. It's official. They are clueless and dumb.

I'm going gay. It's final.

The end.

Anabelle