"and I think that I sometimes might have wished
for something more than to be a size six."
11 October 2006 - 1:19 am
Right. I feel like checking in here about once a year.
Why? Because I still haven't copied this record of my life into a word file, and I'm terribly worried that if I totally abandon it, it will disappear into cyberspace. I know I don't write anymore, but I still love my old diary.
In fact, I was reading the early entries the other day and cracking myself up. Wow, I am one entertaining nut job. It made me miss being 25 a little bit too. Mostly because I'm not all that different now, I'm just not as fresh to the adult world. I think I may have gained a *bit* (just a bit) of wisdom since then. Specifically, I figured out why I could never lose any weight back then. It's a shocking revelation. Are you ready?
I binge ate every day. I know! Can you believe it caused me to not only not lose weight but to gain it? It's a crazy thing to have finally realized, but I think I get it now. I'm always in danger of a slip-back, but even so, I think I do understand that to be healthy, I can't eat tons and tons of crap food. And that really, it doesn't do that much for me anyway. Maybe I needed five more years to figure out that it was hurting me in the long run? Nah. I always knew that. Maybe I just understand it better now.
Anywhore, there are plenty of other lessons I've yet to learn. Like the one about doing work. Yeah. My master's thesis is due in less than 6 weeks and I'm writing on my old diary at 1:30 in the morning having written all of 2 pages today during the 7 hours I spent at the computer. And no, I was not thinking about my novel during all those hours. I was surfing the web like an asshole.
So yeah, I'm going to try and write a mite more before I go pass out. (In my own bed in my very own apartment that I love. A lot of shit went down last year with my housing and it sees me living, once again, on my own. I miss my view and my orange tree, but I miss Boston often too. There's always something to miss. That's what makes the experiences worth having after all. Right?