January 12th

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by hypocrite02

by hypocrite02

16:44 GMT
Yesterday I ordered some new scales. All day I've been thinking- what was the delivery guy/ girl feeling when they delivered them? What were they thinking about? Where they on they're phones? Did they realise that the package they were delivering would now be my bible? That my life is ruled by this one thing? I've been pondering over the idea since I received them and I can't stop, I don't know why.
Right now I'm also feeling guilty because I had breakfast this morning. I had half a bowl of honey and nut granola and I won't be able to burn it off as well as I hoped because our netball match was cancelled. On the only bright side I think I've probably burnt 10000000 calories just from shivering.

18:02 GMT
I've just eaten about 500 calories. That's a proper meal! I told myself I wouldn't but my dad wanted me to eat with him so I ended up having pasta and tomato sauce with cheese. I was going to have some celery and cucumber with some ricecakes.

18:40 GMT
I don't know why I bother, I have been happier today than I had in forever. Since yesterday I have been so proud of myself for getting to one of my goal weights, but just now my dad asked me if I'm bloated? If I'm on my period and that's what's making me bloated? And to lay off the cookies. I thought everything was going great, that I was losing weight but obviously not. You know what they say: you have to prove them wrong.