I don't know what I'm talking about. Just saw Counsellor Jenny and I didn't know what I was talking about then either. Meh. I also have another counsellor booked from the Somerset Eating Disorders Association. I told her this. She probably thinks I don't want her any more - but then, next year I won't be at Trowbridge anyway, so .... once again, meh.
Too much counselling hopefully doesn't make Becki a dull girl.
Yesterday was a bit shit. OK, I admit, it was a lot shit. Do you know how annoying it is to have someone looking over your shoulder saying, "Can I have the computer yet?" over and over again while you're trying to lurk at TF? Well I did yesterday. Three North Hill boys called James, Charlie and something else came to Fourwinds to look around, and one of them (dunno which one) was interrupting my lurkery.
After that, I had to go to a meeting about how Hattie beat us up to talk about her punishment. We came to no conclusion. But the worst thing is that the best episode of Knightmare in this series was on last night. I MISSED IT BECAUSE OF THE FUCKING MEETING. I kept saying, y'know, I have to be back for 6:00, but did anyone listen? Nope.
Then there was swimming. I didn't swim because my skin's all fuckified, but I went to watch. I got seriously bored, so I checked my weight on the scales. It was a disgraceful 7st12, BMI 20.4. I have GOT to lose more. Tim checked too and he's still skin and bone. Bleurgh. That is part of the reason it was difficult for me to get out of bed because "I'm too fat to go to college".
That's my life for ye. Crap ennit?