It's staring to get sooo hot. I just feel so misrable and sleepy and I just feel soooo gross when I come from fifth block, dancing for 45 minutes. Some would say, hey 45 mintutes isn't a long time. I have dance class for an hour and a half. Well, for all those people, try sweating like i do, like you've been running a 20 mile marathon. That's how I sweat in only 7 minutes...yea...it sucks majorly. Especially when everyone else is like "this is sooo easy...ew why are you sweating so much?" Okay..so I would like to add another poem to the chornicles of britteny's life.

Her Smile Tells Lies

She's the prettiest
She's the funniest
She's the best they all say
They want to be like her in every sort of way

"I want her hair"
"I want her man"
"I want her thighs!" they all command
While she walks ever so slowly, boyfriend in hand

He looks in her eyes
Whispers I love you
And tells her goodbye
And as his car drives away, she begins to cry

She looks in the mirror
and hates herself
wants to tear herself limb from limb
For although she is so beautiful, she still wants to be thin

"My nose is too big."
"My thighs are so huge"
"My hips are so wide."
She can't believe what's in the morrir, and then begins to cry

"Mommy, do you think I'm fat"
She asked her mom that night
"Honey, you are so beautiful and thin."
She didn't believe her mother, and held her tears right in.

"Sweetie, do you think I'm fat?"
"Of course not honey you're beautiful"
He grabbed her hand and gave it squeeze
Hoping that by the answer she was pleased

She went home that night
No one was there
"Good I can do want I need to do."
She took out the potaotes, and leftover beef stew

She ate and ate
her stomach just about to burst
She just couldn't take it anymore
She ran up the stairs and closed the door.

She threw it all up
She was satisfied with her work
She looked her herself up and down
"That should take off another nasty pound."

As she opened the door
She began to see spots
the move started to spin
she could feel her heart beating faster within

"Mommy, mommy, I need you..."
She began to fall
The stairs in front of her
She tripped and fell, the room all a blur

No one found her
Until hours later
She sadly did that day
Her parents had to find out, that her pain had killed her that day

The world's most perfect girl
So pretty, so smart
Died at age 17, 88 lb.s
For this girl only had negative thoughts, for her to surround

She laughed
She giggled
She played and lived
But didn't have any love for herself, not one ounce to give

Wow...that was kinda crappy. It needs soo much work. Okay, but I'm doing good on my diet. So far today (right now its 5:03) I've had 940 calories yay!!! and I've worked my butt off all day!!! yay!! I luv life, and me.