04.28.08
Are you sure you're not getting your hopes up? Of course not, that's what hopes are for.
On Thursday after I had a self-pity chocolatefest, Susan made me swear on a Bible that I could make it to the end of the school year without candy. I lasted a whopping two days before breaking down last night and eating Reese's pieces. Later, she said I could have one of her birthday cookies and when I took one she gasped and said "That was a test! You're going to hell!" "But you...You OFFERED me one!""I was testing you to see if you'd take it!" "I...I..." "You're going to hell!" We were laughing about it, but now I'm scared. I'm a marked woman. I couldn't keep my sugar addiction in check and now God is going to smite me. The more I think about it, the more I'm terrified.
ratherbored at 19:44