My day started out so good and it ended so bad.  Oh Lord, please give me strength.  I ate so much, and I’m eating again tomorrow.  I think I will eat tomorrow, take xantrax and such, then on tuesday fast and take the pills.  Then wednesday night I will be eating.  I think I can do that.


My new room mate is back and it’s so wierd.  She doesn’t speak great english and I just don’t want to like not get along or whatever.  And I don’t want her to think I’m crazy because of my obsession about my weight.  I will just do things when she isn’t around, she has class at 9 tomorrow morning and mine isn’t until 10, but I’m getting breakfast at 9.15 so I am going to check out the book situation before that.  I might not get a chance to weigh myself until tuesday morning.  I don’t weigh myself during the day or night, only when I first wake up after I pee. 


Speaking of the bathroom…I swear I have a bashful bowel syndrome, because for me it is the hardest thing to go when I know people could walk in at any time and hear me.  I mean, who thought of public bathrooms to begin with and why did they have to?  I think I’m going to need a stronger laxative, because I get stopped up.  But I can’t have something that will make me implode/explode.  And it has to be something cheap.  I might have to wait to do any of this shopping until I’m at home and C can take me.  I will get money from the rents and we can go to p-town or something.  I am just so afraid that I will screw myself over with eating.  AHHH I don’t want to! 


I am in love with everyone who leaves comments, you are all so sweet.  I will go comment tomorrow because I have to go to bed tonight but thank you ever so much!