DEEZ NUTS

title inspired by tai's comment on my last vlog
oh and the lovely lou gave me an award and i will handle that shizzle nizzle when i have the time i swears!!!!
so roomie is setting things straight with her woman...well fiance they re-engaged. i like to call it the lesbian illness, moving on in the relationship at the speed of light. roomie laughed at me when i told her that. it just seems most lesbians i deal with move from getting to know each other to moving in together to being engaged in a matter of weeks. i think it's just this biological clock in us women that make us feel like we have to settle down ASAP (skipped me though) and i guess when it's two women it's more pressure. however i don't want to pass judgment just because i don't believe in all that thanks to bad role models *cough*parentals*cough* just because i lack a belief in the marital institution, and all that jazz. if it makes them happy.... it's just since i've known roomie (roughly a year) this is her third girlfriend and third engagement broken (well this one seems fixed). idk. her life. i've got her back regardless and it's actually at the moment pretty cool to hang out with them and stuff. anyway the point wasn't on moving to fast in the relationship the point is although she's still officially staying over here she's spending the night over there. it was quite amusing to hear them haggling about how long they were going to have sex tonight.
speaking of sex i went out friday night. i didn't really want to during the day but my friend, mia-girly broke up with her boyfriend and her grandma is in somewhat critical condition and honestly i love helping friends out (no sarcasm, said like riley from the boondocks says no homo). yeah it was quite interesting i didn't get super drunk however some 19 year old kid (yes kid, you'll see why in a sec) somehow became convinced that we were in a relationship. his sexual performance sucked, failure actually damn alcohol. but afterwards when we were back in the club he's all like i love you. i was like "woah buddy don't go saying that shit to fast" i think that hurt his feelings. anyway when i went off with mia-girly to the other room to dance i ended up going upstairs with her and some guys, the guy into me kissed my cheek and the kid swooped in talking about "you got caught". i'm thinking doing what we aren't together holmes. yeah crazy night. anyway ended up giving my number out to some other guy who's been calling me like everyday since sunday. i have got to stop this drunken giving out my number. however as funny as the evening was i realized on saturday that really it's just self-destructive behavior and self-loathing making me act this way. i tend to get trashed, pick ugly guys, have sex with them because i don't do any other self destructive things (purging doesn't count more on that later when i get to how fat my ass has gotten). i don't cut or anything so i fuck up my liver, vagina, and self respect all in one night. isn't that just grand.
i have got to get therapy. seriously. and although i know i need to stop i think the next time i go out it'll be the same thing all over again no matter how much i plan not to before i go. DYLPHE MUST LOATHE HERSELF! but then again i don't even dare try pulling decent guys because i don't feel like i deserve them and then i don't believe i could pull them if i tried because i've always been the fat one and fat one=ugly one, let's just keep it real.
ok now onto the fatness. yesterday i weighed in at 76.6kg and today at 74. something. how disgusting is that shit? VEEERY. who is to blame? none other than yours truly.
i will admit that some of it was just this bit of vanity i've been feeling. roomie is quite the big girl. and by quite the big girl i mean me at my highest weight if not more. so she always brought food and candy and all the shit i can't usuallyallow myself. and of course i didn't purge it. because i was not alone and while i was stuffing my face the thought of "if you eat this you'll be that" never even crossed my mind. i don't even have a right to mention ana or mia at this point because it's been absolute failure on both parts. and i can't just blame it on the food gifts no i binged when i had like two hours for myself, enough for a binge and purge but it ended up  just being a binge.
have i done any exercise? who the fuck are you kidding. none. i'm back in my size 14 though i might be able to squeeze into my twelves but that means i'd have to wash them and i fear the attempt because failure could lead to suicide. ok not really but definitely the thoughts and some sort of self destructive/hurting/harming...fuck it, let's just say pain inducing behavior i haven't tried out yet/recently. i was thinking of just smacking the shit out of myself next time food touched my lips but that's kind of hard to do when somebody is with you when you're eating. and then i forgot to. but it's definitely up for consideration, wouldn't be the first time i smacked myself. (is it sad that i just now did it to make sure i still could smack myself hard? no? good i know you love me ^_^)
i've gotten more supporters. what the fuck i don't even deserve you guys. i love you that's for sure. i love you like a fat kid loves cake...i think that's an incredibly bad line over here but can anyone love anything more than a fat kid loves cake? no i don't think so because this is personal experience talking, and there is nothing wiser than that...unless you keep making the same fucking mistakes over and over and over and over much like myself. join the club.
i'm sorry this isn't the most positive post but really as much as i've been laughing with roomie i'm hating myself inside. i hate myself because i'm a fat dumbass. a fat dumbass that people take as an example (in real life) to get themselves to consider weight loss. WTF bitches i'm fat stop looking at me for inspiration look at the awesome hotness with leg gaps walking around. seriously people. i'm stuffing my fucking face here. it's vile and disgusting. maybe i should film myself eating because i stuff myself like i'm never going to have a go at it again. and everytime i want to eat i'll fucking watch that video.
i also need to do something about the exercise. i was excited  because a friend of mine returned my wii to me but the bastard forgot my ddr mat. you know that shit is exercise without feeling like it.and if i can't get to the gym this is what i need.
uhmmm....let's see what else oh yeah i won't be able to catch up on blogs/vlogs tonight because i'm exhausted i was up last night because mini-me was feverish and so i didn't get much sleep. i'll try tomorrow if roomie stays at her woman's house also during the day since i'm keeping mini-me home tomorrow as well..
so many things to do so little time to do them i swear guys it's weird. i'm feeling weird. full of loathing towards myself but i'm trying to love myself again i just know i can't do that until i get back on track and right now i'm absolutely lost as to how to get back on. i want to order protein shakes but since i want the soy kind i have to order it online which means i have to get my money first. damn day care taking forever to give me my money. "bitch betta have my money" followed by (from how high) "I~~NEEEEED~~~MON-EEEEEEY" yeah i'm a bit crazy at the moment no clue why.
yeah so i need sleep i think that's part of why this post is so fucking crazy right now.
STAY STRONG (stronger than me...not so hard you can do it!!!)
MUAAAAAAH