The past few weeks have been rough. I don't really know what's going on and I've been kind of walking around in a bit of a daze. Nothing terrible or dire has happened, but it still hasn't been heavy. I'm home for the holidays this week and the stress from school has been sort of pushed to the wayside...along with my diet. Despite that I seem to have lost a pound in the few days I've been home anyway. As long as I get to rest for a while I sadly don't seem to care.
Note: Mr. Man....what could I possibly have to say to or about this man. He's been a wreck while I've been away. He want's to talk to me for hours on end at all times of the day and night, he's talked about visiting, and spent yesterday climbing all over me and yet he doesn't want to be called "boyfriend" and he went out to some party and came back with a hickey yesterday. When he knew I'd be back....at least lie to me and act like you want to be with me. Do you want to be in a relationship....or do you want "something else". I am no man's booty call. Period.
