freakymandy's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- i could feel my bones. Ah. Working is life. And working does make you lose tons of weight. Case in point - my own weight loss of 20 pounds in a mere 2 months of regular exercise and work. Before I started to work, I could hell dream about losing 2 pounds, if at all. I heart my strenuous work in a bakery shop. Sorta. Gotta lift heavy cartons of ingredients and stuff, and not to mention, clean the damn shop every business day. Today is THE day. Pay day, baby. And I am still as short as before. Just a quarter of inch shy of 5'7". I am not the shortest of all, but still, it's a mediocre height. It's not enough, and must I be happy about it? Of course YES, but if I can be unhappy about it, why not? I'm drinking my milk still. And happy. Yesterday, the worst stomach pain I ever experienced happened. I felt like dying, and I couldn't breathe well. I overdosed on certain suppresants. It's always bad, but people do bad things. They don't think they can die from it. Yesterday, I thought I would die in exhaustion or something. I am still here. And I could feel my bones. Amazing worklife. 1:08 p.m. - 2006-02-28 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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