Have been doing the cabbage patch all weekend long

Okay I hate the fact I've not been posting.  This is like the first minute I'm sitting down in a lot of days.  Woke up really late today started math homework at 1 until 7:30 when I had class til 10 then came home and have been making a freakin collage (my SECOND of my graduate studies by the by) and now it's 11:15 and I haven't eaten dinner yet.... so this'll be quick.

I had my moment of zen on Friday.  Thought I would pick up a size 10 cause I knew I wasn't a 12 anymore... but decided to try an 8 first per chance I might be able to get a leg in them.  Well I did... and they had room in the waist.  So I was like... I'm having fun listening to the awesome mix of songs Old Navy had going and didn't mind wasting time standing on the 100 people in front of me line so I thought maybe I'll try a 6...so I did... and they fit... and my butt looks amazing.  And I don't even have a butt.  So that's a good thing.  I started crying.  No really.  I turned bright red as I do when I'm really really crying and couldn't stop until I got outside to call my grandma to tell her (I called you second only because I had to get on the subway and I wanted to take my time telling you...).  She said "Yahoo!" which she does when something is really really great and she's really really proud of you.  Then she said, "You have to come home so we can feed you."  I know she was kidding but...deep down I know she wasn't.  My family likes to sabotage people's diets.  I know they do.  They know they do.  We've talked about this before.  We're all bunches of fatties who like to keep the others fatties so we aren't the fatty of the family but rather we're a family of fatties.  Anyway... ALSO Friday...

I arrived to the lady I babysit for's apartment and she opens the door and goes, "You look so cute!"  I did look really cute that day.  I was wearing a rain coat I got for Christmas which at the time was pushing being too tight but now it is big even past the last belt loop.  I know.  Anyway... and I was wearing a hat to match.  I looked cute.  ANYWAY... then she immediately goes "You're half your size!" and I was like omg YES!  That was one of my goals to have her compliment the fact I was getting smaller.  YES!  I like scrunched up my nose like how you do when you're about to start crying but I tried sooo hard not to.  She goes, "Not that you needed to be or anything..."  and I was like "Shut up."  It felt so fucking good

Then Saturday I went to a play my friend directed and wore this KILLER dress.  I love this dress.  I wore it when I voted.  It is this A line herringbone with cap sleeves and a boat neck cuffed collar.  And it has a big belt across the waist and I pulled it as tight as it could go so my waist looked so tiny and my curves looked awesome and then I went to karaoke and every since all of my friends' friends that we hung out with that night have been calling me.  OMG I sound like such a fucking conceited bitch I hate myself ew.  I'm not trying to brag about any of this.  I'm just feeling victorious for the first time like ever.  

OH AND I GOT MY NOSE PIERCED!  

Haha you gave me that shirt!! 

Okay so the bad stuff...

My fucking foot hurts.  Here's what it looks like

Like there are blisters that look like rings in tree bark like that you look at to see how old it is.  And the whole thing is mad swollen.  It KILLS me when I put weight on it like KILLLLLS.  OMG you can totally see the hair on my man legs.  Don't look.  Anyway at least it was brought on by the fact I'm exercising.  But the only way to get rid of it is to not walk.  Um...  I can't do that.  Why couldn't this have been my hand or something I don't absolutely need to get exercise.  I'm not going to the gym tomorrow cause it's TUESDAY!  THE BEST DAY OF THE WEEK!  Tuesdays with Mr. K.  :-)  I love Tuesdays.  I'm going to wear my SIZE 6 JEANS!!!!!  

  

So much for this being quick.