I'm holding up strong, starting the second day of my fast. I'm back down to 93lbs at least. It's taking a while to get this off again. I guess I need instant gratification, as you can see pretty obviously. Today there are no classes but I'm still going to the college to hang out with my friends. My dad wants me to make a sandwich, I think I'm gonna wrap it to go then give it to my ex. Say I made it for him and that I ate pizza before I came or something. I'm running out of excuses man.
The lies are really starting to suck. Both my ability to tell them and the fact that I have to. My fake weight is 108, I'm having a hard time pulling that bit off. Always coming up with fake meals that I've already eaten. I'm to tired for this crap. I did my 50 crunches this morning, and I hope I can keep that up through out the fast. It will really help lose the weight. I need so empty wrappers to make my act look better. I'm gonna start scouting for them now, or wait till the kids come home and snatch their scraps. (My little cousins live with me.)
Despite the fact that I was a fat ass and gained the pounds back, I took so now pics and they aren't that bad. I still have that little patch of fat at the bottom of my tummy, but that's gonna be gone soon. Say good bye fat patch. You're out of here sucka! I can't wait to hit the 80's. 7 day's fast should be about a pound a day, but for me it's gotten harder to loose weight, even with exercise.
Oh Ana goddesses be kind to me, I'm working my but off. (I'm totally kidding about the goddess thing. Any real deity is probably ashamed of me at the moment.) I really am hungry, but I've learned to stop telling people so, and also when to tell them. Like if they can't get me food, act and say you're hungry. When they have food, shut up and do something with yourself. Don't eye the plate, don't even smell the air.
Well here are the new pics. You still can't really see my ribs. That sucks.
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