wisdomhope

ughhhhhhhh.

i hate shopping really. not only do i now weigh about 160 but i'm now in a 10/12 junior jeans. i fucking hate it. like, it wouldn't be THAT bad if my thighs didnt decide to explode with stretch marks and cellulite but these lovely stems are looking hella u.g.l.y. lately and it's no bueno. and my tummy needs to be flat.
last summer i was down to 125 and lost my ass completely. now i'm bigger than ever and it sucks :

idk how my account is still valid but yeay? i mean i'm not on much anymore anyway.

workworkwork. still broke.

lease on the apt. is up in june, i never want room mates again. i mean, my mom and sister have the other two rooms, but my mom can't afford to pay 900bucks/month for her and my sis' room so they're trying to some how live in one room while these friends of mine are going to take the other room AND bring their tiny fucking dog.

simplified...

5 people [plus my bf a few times a week] + 3 dogs
in a...
3 bedroom/3 bathroom apartment...
3 people with jobs. [me, my mom, brooke. my sis & kyle don't work]
1 person that is obsessed with keeping clean living areas... ME.

i hate this idea. i never want to live with anyone ever again. i hate people in my space. i hate people using my shit. i hate taking care of dogs that aren't Bentley.

i don't like random people in my house at random times... which WILL happen when brooke and kyle move in, plus my sister's friends... and it doesn't help that they all hang out with fucking HIGHSCHOOLERS, granted, my sister is still IN highschool but still... WHY on EARTH would you WANT to hang out with highschoolers? it makes no sense.

i didn't like highschoolers when i was IN highschool, i definitely don't like them now. fuck.

so i gotta get a second job for during the days, i have school starting in january. i ride a moped... idk how the hell i'm getting to college on a moped... it's super far away and only accessible by highway... i'm fucked.

fmlfmlfmlfmflfmlfml

done ranting. bye.