Neurosis in full swing.

So the whispers around town are making the rounds. 1. That I got beat up because I was being a bitch. 2. A knee really did just happen to collide with my eye. I think that I like #1 myself. The eye is still nice and getting blacker by the day. It's kind of embarrassing. Nobody in the world has ever seen a girl with a black eye before. It's like they talk to it and not me. Funny shit. So wouldn't ya know that while I am sporting this real nice shiner, Justin is back. For once I hope that T has opened her mouth and at least warned him about the blackness that is my eye. Really that is the least of my worries. I am on the brink of not even going to see him in the first place. Why? Is that even a question? I'm CRAZY! Neurosis is in full swing. I have been busting my ass since January. I have become completely obsessed with working out and hating my body. I'm freaking out. No matter how much I tell myself that I don't care what he thinks I know that is a lie. It's not even HIM it's any HIM. Worse than what a HIM thinks is what a HER thinks. I just can't fathom not seeing a change at all in myself. Wow. How about this for random? I'm sure I will go see Justin, because lord the absolute hotness is unbearable. We might even make a weekend of it you never know. Thank goodness my insanity is once again in check. I really hate when I sabotage myself.-V