Six days till hell

So I guess there are six days until I go to my church camp. It will be the death of me. I hate all those religious girls and their "starving never works" attitudes. They came to my house this morning and they took me shopping. Not only did I hate it, but I felt so out of place. At some point I asked them what they thought of anoretics. They were such jerks. One of them saud that they wished that they'd all die. Another said that anoretics would burn in hell for sure. Some one else, the only decent one in the group said that we shouldn't judge. After all none of us were actually anoretics. Right then I wanted to hug her. She was sticking up for us. And then they asked what I thought of them. I told them that I thought they were beautiful and strong. No one talked to me for the rest of the day. Though, I did buy a shirt and shorts that are my new goal cloths. The shorts ate size one, and the shirt is a small petite. The shorts kinda fit but I want them to be loose, after they are loose I decided that id buy myself five pairs. All size double zero and I would loose enough to fit in them. I am soooo excited. I can't wait to be a double zero!

I was force fed today. For lunch my mom was eyeing me and saying id gotten thinner (yay) and she said she was concerned. She watched me until I ate two slices of pizza and a chocolate hat from Germany. I think it was a total of 700 calories just for lunch. Next week will make up for today. I promise.

I'm so excited, I have four followers and that might not be a lot to you, but it makes me feel loved. Special thanks to Ruby Lovebird, and her wonderful comment. It made me feel so thinspired!
Xoxoxoxo,
Alice

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