Behind The Lace Curtains

It's Sunday night, and I'm watching 'Party On' on E! as I read 'Guide To Administration' for my presentation tomorrow. The real life is beginning already. No more putting the books aside and worrying about if the boy looked at you that night, or having fun just watching random cat videos on YouTube. The time when you get your career, meet Mr. Right, get married and have kids is next. And to think I didn't really live up my teenage years... it's just depressing.
Anyway.
It's hard writing here again because I consider myself a mess. A fat, ugly mess. Not in the mental sense, but in the physical way. It's depressing to say that after an entire month I've gained back almost all my weight back. My legs do not look the same since the last time I blogged here. I remember taking of my jeans and looking down at my legs and saying, "Oh my god, my legs are so skinny!". I was also happy they looked like 9-year-old's legs, but then I don't really know what to make of that. It's hard trying to understand myself. Now, I just take of my pants, look down and shake my head.
My stomach is bulging a bit too, but I think that's just because I'm almost on my period.
To make this post a bit short (I have class tomorrow) I guess I'll just say what I've been saying for a while now: "Time to put my willpower pants back on, and lose all that flab."
A longer post with some more interesting comments should be up by tomorrow.
And hopefully, I'll be a few grams skinnier by tomorrow :D