mothers day

so today was mothers day, and i was weak.
there were baked potatoes, dinner rolls, corn on the cob...
it was terrible.
i ate, and ate and ate, then ate some more.
i was disgusted with myself, but i ate anyway.
i decided to throw up,
but then i decided to eat more.
i swear, i hit at least
2,000 calories.
:(
damn.

i look like a damn fool right now.
i was talking to my friend, and how she wraps here stomach in plastic wrap before she goes to bed. why? cause it makes her lose water weight, or something.
so i decided i'll do that.
so here im sitting, sweating up a storm, wrapped in plastic wrap.

today i actually saw the number on the scale hit 130 pounds.
oh my god.
what have i done.
dis-fucking-gusting.
tomorrow, i promise i will be good.
im starting this plan i made.
i got a nice note book, and colored pens, because getting things organized makes me feel more in control, and makes me stick to something because it looks fun.
but anyway, i got a note book, and i filled out a few pages, the first page says
"a new life. a BEAUTIFUL BODY"
dumb? what ever.
then the next page is titled "weigh-in's"
and its all nice and organized for when i reach my goals, and what i'll get when i reach them. (a new pair of jeans or something)
and it just goes from there.

so i want to be 125 by this sunday.
reasonable? sureeee.
i can do this.
i hope.

thats about it.