Er...Ski Club wasn't so great this time around, but it improved greatly by the end...
This kid called me fat. This is a big deal for me. Not only that, but he said I should be bulemic to lose weight.
I am bulemic.
So I cried a lot tonight, and I felt like such a crybaby. I hate crying in front of people, it's embarassing. And I cried in front of my one friend narly 3 times in all the ski clubs combined. Ugh. I feel icky. But he made me feel a lot better, I guess.
Why do Ski Clubs always end in tears?
I guess I am gaining weight. Nobody wants to ask me out, and the one guy who did doesn't anymore because of me. I wish I could crawl into a hole in the ground and not come out until I was skinny. Until I was thin enough for the world to accept me. I just want to be like everyone else.
Why can't I be skinny?
~Ashley
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Finding Peace Among the Chaos...or something along those lines.
"Life is the thing that happens when you're busy making other plans."
John Lennon