I love Oreos... By looking at me most people wouldn't find that hard to believe. In fact, my love of oreos and other unhealthy foods is the greater reason I am the way that I currently am. When BioDad and AdoptedDad left, and didn't want me anymore, Oreos comforted me. I sought comfort in food. And it helped me to build padding around me to protect me from the outside world.
I took my Math test today. There were only two problems that I couldn't answer fully. One I got 2/3 answered, the other I started it but couldn't get farther than that. I omitted the latter.
Oh yeah.. Oprah had fat people that lost lots of weight on her show.. *watches*
I have to go to work now. >.< Ugh.. Why me?
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