Day three

It's Friday bitches!

Urghhh I have a headache.

SO. 10 am. I have so much fucking work to do. Still! I 'finished' my coursework last night - by that I mean the main bulk of the essay. Now I have to go back in and add some more lit crit and quotations, footnotes & a bibliography. I have to ship the essay off to the prof. by early pm.

Well, hallelujah I wasn't a pound above 143 this morning - I settled at a slightly better, but still horrific, 142.8. I can't believe I'm STILL in the 140s, honestly, it drives me nuts. I thought I was saying goodbye to these numbers for good two months ago. Back to the 130s we go!

Day 1: 143.6lbs

Day 2: 142.6lbs

Day 3: 142.8lbs

OK so for breakfast I've been sipping on an ice-cold blood orange juice drink (I'm obsessed with these lately - so good) and I think the whole bottle is 300 calories. A lot I realise, but it's a big bottle and has lasted me half an hour so far. And then of course I'm not going to eat again until I'm hungry. Which, seeing as I've woken up relatively early, will probably be lunch time... I'll have a yoghurt or salad something. I'm playing it safe because we may be going out tonight and that always means food. Food and alcohol, a treacherous combination at the best of times. If on the other hand we don't go out, if people can't make it or whatever, then I'll have spare calories for something filling/healthy like spinach pasta or lentils. 

You know what I've really been craving lately? A milkshake. So bad, I know. Like a big chocolate or vanilla one from McDonalds... ughhh I am disgusting. I NEVER crave fast food. But it's the cold ice creaminess of it that I really want... ahh, summer, come to me. I can't wait to be drinking cocktails on a beach in Spain or wine in Paris or smoking bongs in Amsterdam or whatever the frack me and my friends are supposed to be doing this holiday.    

You know what's just dawned on me? My summer doesn't have to 'end' in September like everyone else's does. I'm going to be 'free' for a whole year.