dietcoke

today was crazy

i woke up at 6am and my stomach was screaming - it hurt soo much

i sat up and immediately felt my energy drain

it took an incredible amount of effort to walk to the kitchen, i didnt think i would make it, but i did.

i felt so dizzy and weak, the weirdest sensations. even the food didnt feel or even taste right. i had the grossest taste left in my mouth .

with my stomach no longer screaming, but my head still pounding, i made my way back to my bed, falling asleep and missing my alarm.

so i got to school late - had to catch a bus as i still didnt feel quite right - and the boyfie took one look at me and told me i had to eat or he'd tell on me.

i let him feed me a piece of bread and he bought me a diet coke. (L)

he then sent me off to modern history (double period, yuck) but i met him at lunch and we ended up leaving school. we caught a train a couple of stations away and spent time browsing through shops. we then discussed what we were going to wear tomorrow ( it being jeans for genes day, we're allowed to wear jeans to school) but i reminded him that i didnt own a pair.

he suggested that we look at some pairs and i shot back: no way

he shook his head at me, but told me it was ok. he said i'd look fine, but if i wanted to wait until i was ready, then cool but he has to be there. to help me choose slash to choose them for me.

so the food sitch was going alright from there, but when i got home, i was forced to eat dinner - spagbol

however, i've always semi-disliked spaghetti, so i got away with not eating that, but was told i had to eat the rest.

regardless to say i ended up throwing up in my bedroom. i know *shockhorrorgasp*

but i felt sick after all that meat and cheese, so it was not like i forced it out of me. it wanted to come out. 

but thats a trick i've learnt, you throw up in something disposable. that way no one suspects you've done a thing as there is no weird "straight to the bathroom after dinner thing" 

 i normally go straight to my room after dinner and luckily tonight is bin night, so i'll take up my garbage bag in a few secs.

i feel fine now, but i'm worried about tomorrow morning. and then tomorrow night. i have to work, which means i'm surrounded by the smell of popcorn and hotdogs and all that delicious movie food. its my job to sell it and i have to be relentless in my upselling and suggestive selling. plus i'm going to be exhausted. and then there's the whole 'breaktime' factor. 

they always schedule breaks together and i hate it when people comment.

maybe i should try and eat nothing tomorrow and just have a salad at work ?

but then what if something screws up tomorrow morning?

D:

but in awesome news: buying my macbook tomorrow

hopefully! i'm hoping i get paid $200 tomorrow, because if i do then i'll have $1400! my mac costs $1499 and my 'parents/guardians'  ( i feel as though i have to fill you in on my living sitch soon, just not tonight) said they'd lend me $100, but nothing more. they made that clear.

so i  have to get $200 tomorrow, or wait until next week.

hmm. i'm actually wondering if it might be better to wait until next week and buy the slightly more expensive one.. 

but i want it now, because this computer sucks A.