Last day at my internship today wooh.

Life going er somewhere........ hopefully, got that job(ish) offer which is nice,  will be dropping off an application to be a Family Services Advocate for the Head Start Program. It is the last day to turn it in.  I have been trying to for a while by fax but they have gotten them all blurry and left me a message that they can't really make out the info on them. So wish me luck with that folks!!!

So well on other news last night I b/ped again, which makes six times this week. Ugh crap. Seriously??? I know this has come from my worries about "adulthood" but why the hell do I need to b/p. I am perfectly aware of whats up and I have talked about in therapy and in group but nothing.  I'm still.....???? So yeah and later on I get "knock knock" on my door it's Britany my room mates best friend.

She says' umm I think there uh might be some vomit on the floor.

Okay

I lock myself in the bathroom. Clean. EVERYTHING,  fuck just the floor.  Retreat to my room again and binge again while crying. I don't bother purging their are guests. I guess this is why "  insert name here"  has Chives her puke bucket. And once again why I wish I'd never admitted my issues to anyone that doesn't need to know.

Oh right. I cancelled a drs appointment which I would otherwise be at right this moment. And the reception lady goes on and on about re-schedualing and dr. chapel probably Needing to see me. I have been seeing this dr for my prozac which I haven't taken in ages and to test my blood monthly to make sure my organs are doing whateverthehell their supposed to be doing (ed related stuff).

So erm. thats it.