Work, Work, Work, Work and Gaining Weight

Hello Internet People,

It is Friday now, and I am happy as fuck. I only have one class on Fridays, but I have internship and work until 8, yet I am still cheery because TGIF. The weekends really don't mean shit to me, but I still get happy cause I don't have class. Anyway, It's also payday, and I worked a lot in the last two weeks, so I was ready to get paid. LOL just kidding, I have bills to pay. This was literally me three hours after getting paid.

It's okay, though. I may only have 30 dollars in my account, but my bills are paid, I have a roof over my head, access to wifi and things that pass as food in my house. Life is good. I will force myself to go to the gym today at 3, even though all I ate was a blueberry muffin this morning.
As you all know, I lost about fifty pounds a couple of years ago. Since then I have steadily gained about fifteen pounds, and now none of my clothes fit me.  My biggest worry was that I would gain weight, and it happened. That seriously depressed me for a bit, but now I have gotten into the mindset that I will just be more active and try to get back into going to the gym. I haven't tracked my calories, but I have cut my portion sizes because they were like three times too big, and I was eating the whole plate...Oops.
Anyway, it fucking sucks that I can't wear jeans and that none of my skirts fit. I'm like Regina George when the only thing that fits her is sweatpants. Thankfully none of my friends have said I can't sit with them. However, I will survive.
Until next time