failure...again

I really don't want to write about it. But I have to so that I don't do it again. It's my punishment. Embarrassment. I hate failure.

So it's senior week for my sorority and they had the underclassmen make us baked goods...I had two handfulls of doritos and two pieces of angelfood cake with icing. I'm so ashamed. Now I don't know what my calorie total is. I am certain it is below 1000. But still. Awful.

Why can't I just keep in mind how good it felt to have a flatter stomach than any girl at the beach on Saturday? Just keep remembering that.

I forgot to put a song down for today. I'm in the mood for Nirvana's "Dumb:"

I'm not like them,
But I can pretend...