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I'm Darcey.
Teenage girl. Growing up in Melbourne.
This is my attempt at a decent 365.
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Day 334 of 365 - 26th of November, 2011

Today began with a really lovely morning. I woke up all snug in my bed and the rain was falling and I was just in a fab mood. Channeling my inner Bambi-waking-up-in-the-morning-moves I was peaceful.

Then I went to my psych appointment and well that was odd. She was 45 mins late so I read Frankie and found my future husband, Lars Holdhus, he collects Christmas jumpers. 

Then in my psych appointment the main conclusion of it is that she doesn’t feel that her levels of competency are enough so I’m being referred to an eating disorder psychologist. She said a lot of people she’s seen over the years swap one mental illness for another. Greaat. Even though I’m fat so I can’t have an eating disorder. LOL AT EVERYONE THAT THINKS I DO.

Then I went to meet everyone in the city for Chany’s birthday, it was really nice to see everyone. But I couldn’t stay for very long because I had to go home and get my stuff to sleepover at Jess’

So I went home and quickly packed my things then I went and met Isabelle and Emily in the city and we went and got a bottle of vodka and then we went to Jess’

We went out to dinner to a lovely restaurant called Tusk, I had a garden salad. Then we went to San Churros and got coffee/hot chocolates. It was a really lovely evening. Then we went back to Jess’ and opened le vods. I also tried on Jess’ American Apparel size 6 equivalent jeans and they fit with room to spare. 

So I have pretty much decided I never want to be drunk again.

I think because I’ve lost so much weight I have become an even bigger lightweight than before. I had like four drinks and I was G O N E. I remember feeling really sick and then just falling asleep WOO PARTY ANIMAL. Funny stuff happened though which I do in fact remember.

It was a good night.

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