who cares if i puke blood? its a part of life. vomit, that it. not hating your body till you are contemplating cutting it to bits. ahh. see, ladies i must expain something. i needed to blog again. i have mental issues. as that is evedent. but i SWEAR to lose weight. i will believe in this. i will work to reach my goals. yesterday i was devestated. today my mission is reafirrmed. only five days in. i have a month. ok, i have made a goal bar at the left of this blog. its written in purple above the picture. see it? ok. if i reach these goals, i will reward myself with something to make me more beautiful. so when the first day comes, i will be perfect. sounds good to me.
no soda
no food without nutrition facts
no more than a small portion.
no more chips, salsa, pancakes, bacon (eww) or any other fatty foods. i have enough calories and fat on my body to feed me and three other people for our entire lives. so, girls. this is my mission. i dont want to ask if you would join me, because it is i who had joined you. another girl amongst the ranks of our lifestyle. another unsuspecting victem. another statisic. back to the grawing board ladies. i can't stand being 144. i hate it. im going to go insane!
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