Hey, I forgot to celebrate finally hitting my goal weight of 105! I knew I could do it! Yes, thank you thank you. Please, hold the applause. I'd like to thank the makers of food, not because I eat it but because I know it's poisonous and trying to kill me. I'd like to thank stress for helping me get sick everyday and throw up what little food I did put in me. I'd like to thank my professor for looking at me like I'm a fat cow every time I stuff a piece of scone in my face during class. I'd like to thank my coworkers and family for pointing out how boney and skeletal I am.
Yup, fuck you all, I'm 105! 100 here I come!