So today was okay. Wasn't too horrible... wasn't too great. (I'm never sure where to use "to" and where to use "too" and I'm to lazy to google it, so just bear w/ me) (lol)
I think I'm gonna go w/ the gift card idea... and probably like their fave candy to go with it. I'm just sick of fruitless shopping. Speaking of fruit... I could def. use an apple right now. (=
Okay, so today my parents and I were sitting in Logan's, at like 6pm right, and I had eaten at like 3, so needless to say I wasn't hungry. So I said "I don't think I'm going to get anything right now. I'll just get something when we get home" and my Mom was like "ok". Well, when the server got there I said "I don't think I'm going to have anything tonight, but thank you anyway." well then my Dad was like "You need to get something." and I said "but I'm not hungry" and Dad was like "just get a baked potato or something" (and of course i cringed... carbs) and I was like "no Dad, I'm not hungry" and he gave me this weird look, so of course, I ordered a side salad w/ light Italian.
Well, when the server left I said, "Jeez Dad we already talked about this, I wasn't going to eat anything" and he was like "you need to eat because every time you don't I get a phone call" and of course instead of just shrugging it off, stupid me asked "what are you talking about?" and my Mom was like "yeah, it was a big deal, Mrs. Christie was worried when she went on choir tour w/ y'all and she called Mrs. Laura, who in turn called me... We were upset about it, and basically told them all off, and called Pastor Jason" (and this all happened back in like, July). I can't believe people would do that. I wish she'd have just come up to me in the middle of choir and asked if I wasn't eating... not inform the world.
I hate it. I got the most awful feeling in my upper abdomen, like I had done about 1,000 crunches (which btw I have done before)... I just shrugged it off of course. No way was about to open up that can of worms. I hate it though, I hate the fact that my parents denied it, and defended me.... I hate it all. I just wanted to purge. I just wanted to crawl in my bed. But I couldn't... and I didn't.
Instead I called Mrs. Michelle... I love her.
I want to ask PJ about it, I remember something happening on tour... weird phone calls, weird looks, people asking me weird questions. I asked plenty myself but I always got the "It's nothing for you to worry about" answer.... I hate that answer.
Anyway, I'll probably write some more tomorrow. I'm tired. 'Night.
[peace] - [kaylin]
I think I'm gonna go w/ the gift card idea... and probably like their fave candy to go with it. I'm just sick of fruitless shopping. Speaking of fruit... I could def. use an apple right now. (=
Okay, so today my parents and I were sitting in Logan's, at like 6pm right, and I had eaten at like 3, so needless to say I wasn't hungry. So I said "I don't think I'm going to get anything right now. I'll just get something when we get home" and my Mom was like "ok". Well, when the server got there I said "I don't think I'm going to have anything tonight, but thank you anyway." well then my Dad was like "You need to get something." and I said "but I'm not hungry" and Dad was like "just get a baked potato or something" (and of course i cringed... carbs) and I was like "no Dad, I'm not hungry" and he gave me this weird look, so of course, I ordered a side salad w/ light Italian.
Well, when the server left I said, "Jeez Dad we already talked about this, I wasn't going to eat anything" and he was like "you need to eat because every time you don't I get a phone call" and of course instead of just shrugging it off, stupid me asked "what are you talking about?" and my Mom was like "yeah, it was a big deal, Mrs. Christie was worried when she went on choir tour w/ y'all and she called Mrs. Laura, who in turn called me... We were upset about it, and basically told them all off, and called Pastor Jason" (and this all happened back in like, July). I can't believe people would do that. I wish she'd have just come up to me in the middle of choir and asked if I wasn't eating... not inform the world.
I hate it. I got the most awful feeling in my upper abdomen, like I had done about 1,000 crunches (which btw I have done before)... I just shrugged it off of course. No way was about to open up that can of worms. I hate it though, I hate the fact that my parents denied it, and defended me.... I hate it all. I just wanted to purge. I just wanted to crawl in my bed. But I couldn't... and I didn't.
Instead I called Mrs. Michelle... I love her.
I want to ask PJ about it, I remember something happening on tour... weird phone calls, weird looks, people asking me weird questions. I asked plenty myself but I always got the "It's nothing for you to worry about" answer.... I hate that answer.
Anyway, I'll probably write some more tomorrow. I'm tired. 'Night.
[peace] - [kaylin]
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