First I succumb to the "munchies" and eat a bunch of fucking chips.
And promptly after, lose three pounds.
And then I fast for an entire fucking day and a half and lose NOTHING.
And today I end up breaking my fast with
a salad and a bowl of chicken noodle soup,
then later completely losing all control and eat:
1 Butterfinger Crunch bar [250cal, 13g fat]
1 packet of Wheat and Cheddar snack crackers [190cal, 9g fat]
AND 1 little bag of Honey Wheat Braided Twist Pretzels [220cal, 2 g fat]
I still feel so fucking disgusted. I can't purge. My dorm has a community bathroom. My whole floor shares it.
So I freak out and do like 80 crunches. Can't do much else.
So I weigh myself. I was 138 all day. Now I'm 136.
HOW THE FUCK DID THAT HAPPEN?
I feel FAT. I even feel like I look fat. I do look fat!
Arrrrrrrrgh. I guess I shouldn't complain. My goal is to be 135 by tomorrow. I'm sure I will be now.
I just hope this fast I'm on now [started an hour ago, after that whole fiasco]
If anyone wants to join me, please do. I will REALLY need the support. The weekend's almost here...
I don't care if it hurts. I will lose this fat.
A moment on the lips,
forever on the hips...