Nearly Done...

Hmm...today I felt like ass, and it showed. I called my look "hobo chic" today. I didn't match, my hair was a mess, and then to top it off I threw on a huge baggy grey sweatshirt. I just got home from school, and I put in The Incredibles. So that guarantees I won't start the paper until after 6. Oh well. I'm a procrastinater by nature. I really need to stop eating. I don't think I'm gonna eat tomorrow. I feel so fat with Easter and not being able to stop eating. I'm getting so fat. And I cut myself more last night. My arm looks like shit. Before it wasn't noticable, but these new ones are really red and obvious. I can't wear short sleeves for a long time. At least not in public. Makes me wish my parents knew in a way, just so I didn't have to feel so self-conscious at home. But I would anyway, not wanting them to know how much/how often I do it now. Like, every day. Today I haven't.Guess what!!!! Dave just stopped over! He got his hair cut! He hasn't cut it since we've been going out, like a year and a half. It was past his shoulders. Now he's all clean-cut. Looks like one of those jock guys. *winks* I was surprised, and I couldn't stop smiling. He had to leave because he has a class at 5:30. Before he left he gave me a piggy back ride, kissed me, and then kissed my cuts. He is so sweet. He says he isn't ok with it, and he doesn't like it, but he still loves me so much, and he knows its just a coping thing. So he doesn't get super upset anymore, but he still looks so sad. I love him so much. *big big smiles*Hmmm...gotta start thinkin about that valedictorian speech. I hate school, but yet I'm the valedictorian. How does that happen? Everybody tells me I'm smart, but I don't feel like I deserve it. But anyways, the money is mine. Now I need to do the speech. Hmm..what to say, what to say? How bout "I hate you all, thanks for finally freeing me! Mwuhahaha!!" And then I light the school on fire. Lol...ok so no. But it would be fun. So many people, all judging me as I stand there and flounder... Mmmm...pressure. Yay.