I want to go to bed so bad.

But, I promised myself I would write a bit.

I started my period today. (Is that TMI? Deal with it.). So I've been pretty sensitive and horribel to myself. I've eaten a lot of fast food in the past week and I can feel that I've gained a few pounds. I'm trying sooooo f-ing hard to not completely destroy myself. I need to realize that I'm fat, it's not a secret, and fat in itself is not something to be ashamed about. I'm fat because I eat. I eat because I'm trying to fill and void and didn't know any other way. There's nothing BAD in that. And there's also nothing BAD in trying to change that now, when I know better.

Anyway. I worked tonight. I will work the next four nights (keep in mind that my work is almost 20 miles from my school, and I have to drive it each day that I work). I love my job (Lane Bryant) and need the hours (don't even get my started on my credit), and enjoy the drive (I don't, however, enjoy paying for gas).

Now I'm feeling the need to defend my credit. Maybe not for you, but for me. And I know I'm okay. So no worries.

Off to bed. Finally. :)