Anyway. to make this depression even worse, my CW is exactly 44 kg :( I wanna be at MOST 42 kg. Seriously. Sigh.
To brighten up the mood though, i managed to convince my family that i had diarrhea last night, and i managed to completely skip dinner :DDD
*VICTORY DANCE*
I like rules. When there are no rules, i make my own up. Weird, confusing rules that only i get. My dad brought me to Mos Burger for breakfast. WTF? Anyway, i had the frozen strawberries with ice cream:) The rules: the first strawberry was eaten bottom up, the second- i ate it starting from the top, and the third-he same as the first one. For the first and the third, at LEAST 4 minutes must be spent eating the base of the strawberry before i reach the ice cream, and when i do reach the ice cream, i must eat it horizontally, starting from the right side. I was allowed to eat the second one whatever way i wanted.
I really don't give a shit if people call me weird. Rules keep me safe. :)
A really good quote from the book Wasted : "For those people who are obsessed about food, some become gourmet chefs, while the others develop eating disorders"
Going to the gym almost everyday now :))
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