Beautiful Disaster

Recently, my boyfriend of three short but very intense months packed his things and moved to Ohio. While it may have been for school, I still don't think he made a wise choice. He knows how deeply connected we were; we made plans for the future, met each others parents and he even proposed to me! As selfish as this may sound, I feel as though I am justified in saying it because as of today, he has been away a week and a two days and we have probably only talked a grand total of.....3 hours. Smh

Its a shame. We would talk three times that much in one day and now its like I barely even know the guy! We were unable to Skype because sadly the day he left my dear computational devise suffered an attack by vicious viruses and crashed. The next day I rushed her to the fix-it place and they told me it would take at least a week for her to make a full recovery. That night, now overcome by both loneliness and anger I cried myself to sleep and over the next few days, I refused to eat. As a result, I lost four pounds and my gluteus maximus is now quite minimal. (lol)

You see, I have a problem with getting hooked on things...if I'm not shopping excessively I'm eating too much...if its not eating, I'm partying too hard..and if I'm not doing either of those two, I'm wrapped up in some guy. Its sad really, co-dependence is sooooo not a good look, but I hide it well.

As of now, I've willed myself to stop obsessing over my pitiful relationship and now I am focused on moving back to school and making birthday plans. Currently on the list is....
1) dinner with my closest friends
2) clubbing
3) heavy drinking
4) half-naked Twister

I must say I am looking very forward to the festivities and while I don't fully expect my newly suck-ass relationship to improve, I will not dwell upon it. I'm pulling a Brittney Spears and living a messed-up life, but being a total star whilst doing it. I am, in short, a Beautiful Disaster and I'm kinda loving every second.