People are going to find out. It's just inevitable right now. I simply can't keep myself together. It's embarrassing. Tonight was bad. It's one of those nights where you just hope that people forget your actions promptly and completely.

Either my scale is broken or my weight just fucking plummeted. Like 7lbs plummeted. In like a day and a half. Maybe my half-fast today did miracles, or maybe my scale is just really broken. Like I was looking at the number, and I couldn't believe it, I had to look at my hands to make sure I wasn't holding myself up on something making it weigh me lighter.

Today I felt thinner. But I was still ignored for the most part.

Get said 'hey' to as an afterthought. No one looked me in the eyes, half hugs, just formalities like that.
Also today, a South Korean boy who barely spoke English knew just enough to say that my back was fat or weird or whatever. Fuck! I have a fucking curved spine! It's not my fucking fault. I have a really, really weird back; I'm quite fucking aware of it, you don't need to insult me. Fuck.