Emotionally yesterday was a weird day. I planned to go out to a bar with one of my friends so I watched what I ate to have enough points to drink at night. However, I don't think I ate enough and I no longer know my tolerance. Next time I am going to drink an alcoholic drink and then a pop and just alternate the two. About 2 hours before I almost called my friend and told her I wasn't going, but then I decided I needed to go. I am glad I went! Some of my friends from school were there and one of the guys brought his sister. Somehow, my weight was brought up. I don't know if I said something or if she said something. But she said that her brother had told her I had lost a lot of weight. Also, one of the other guys had said something to my friend that I had lost a lot of weight but he didn't want to say anything to me because he didn't want me to slap him. hahaha So people are noticing. Sometimes I still feel like I look the same and it is hard when I feel that way. Also, I feel like I don't have "going out" clothes. I was trying to explain this to my mom this evening and she had a hard time getting it. I ended up wearing a pair of jeans and a black boat neck 3/4 length sleeved shirt. I have decided that I am tall and there really isn't anything I can do about, so instead of wearing flip flops or flats I wore my boots. Go me! Yeah sometimes it is fun. I am sure I looked like a freak.

I was looking at someone signature on the weight watchers board. They were 5'10 and 187 lbs and a size 10! That is really weird to think that someday I might actually be able to wear a 10. I just want to get out of the 240's!