Meh, yesterday and the day before.... drinking=eating. Ugh, so frustrating. But I haven't eaten anything besides the drunk food, so at least there's that.

Hahaha, interesting experience Wednesday night. So I obviously didn't eat anything all day or the days before really, and a few guys came over to celebrate my roommate's 21st birthday. Eventually we all went back to their frat--had to wait for the pledges to finish getting hazed. poor pledgies :(( So then we just proceed to get rip-roaring drunk, my friend and I were playing beer pong for about 5 straight games, and I was feeling great, that perfect silly happy drunk. Well, I was trying to finish my beer before the other team took their next shot, and I feel a burp coming-- except SUPRISE, not a burp, a little puke comes up. Oh, should probably warn you TMI haha. Well it was only us four girls and then the brothers, and I didn't want to be the dumb puking girl, so I tried swallowing it (I know, gross). Nope, just keeps coming up! I didn't feel sick or anything, it just wouldn't stop, so I quickly walked out their front door, puked, and ran back in. Weird-- guess my stomach likes some food with its beer. No one noticed, so I proceeded to keep drinking, and then smoked. STEALTH PUKE. That's the first time I've vommed from drinking in like... almost a year? Go me.

Yay college.

No eating.

EDIT AS OF SAT MORNING: bahahahaha spoke too soon. Apparently my poor little stomach is getting used to upchucking... at Olympics I puked everywhere (also, on my big. hahahahahaha) after doing several 40-second wine chugs. I'm having a hard time remembering that I can't go out as hard when I don't eat.... damn you competitive streak.

Dude, something is seriously weird with me. I've barely been hungry all day-- haven't even thought about food, which feels incredible. A day hasn't passed in over two years now where I don't think about eating, and I feel so amazing. I don't know how to describe it. I don't feel skinny, but I definitely don't feel miserable! Which is also good, because I look like a fucking cow haha.

I think I just contradicted myself, hum. Whatever. What a long road I have ahead.

Hmm, so this is becoming, what... a once-a-month update for me? Boo. Well let's have at it I guess, I started a two-week fast today, I had six small almonds to get rid of a headache and some Detox Tea, along with a ton of water. This coming weekend is going to be crazy, I really need to be careful with drinking since I won't be eating. On Friday, we have the annual Sisterhood Olympics, FAVORITE NIGHT EVER. Basically we split into teams, and each team has two thirties, a big bag of weed, and a pizza to finish. It's a race, my team tied for first last year (tie, because there were discrepancies... by the time everything is finished, everyone is shit-housed and nobody remembered who finished first haha). Sort of worried, smoking always killlllls me, but whatever. It comes once a year, and so much fun!!! The night after is initiation, so I'll stay fairly sober to watch out for grand-little and make good decisions for her.

Meh. Not much else to say. I'm not really that hungry, which is weird.