Hmm...

I've not eaten since last night, and I feel fine so far. I'm the tiniest bit hungry, but not enough to quit. Not this time, I'm not going to quit this. I'm going to achieve this goal. It's going to take a while, but I think my mother believed me when I said I'd already eaten last night.

I feel so happy, like I have a secret that nobody else knows. It doesn't matter that I'm never going to be pretty, but at least I can be skinny. I will be unique! :D

I saw a photo of myself and Nathaniel last night on Facebook. We were so close. God, the chemistry between us was amazing that day. I can still remember every last detail. It's such a shame that we both ruined it. Still, he shouldn't have accused me of being a lesbian. Well, you know what they say. Unhappy beginnings mean happy endings.

Daniel is going to crop the other people out of the photo, and just have me and Nathaniel in a photo, and tag us both, and caption it as;

"A perfect couple. Come on Nath, you know you want to!"

Which should be quite funny! :P

Stalkers And Pro-Ana

I was supposed to go on a diet today. Well, a fast. Didn't work. I'll start tonight and continue into tomorrow. I think Katie and Carla are stalking me. Her mother's friends, Andrew and Scotty were watching Darren and I as we walked up from the town square. They weren't making a move, just sitting in the car watching us. They've started going to all the Science revision classes, and always seem to be where I am. Thing is, I can't tell anyone, they'll say it's all in my head. I'll be labelled as 'Mentally Unstable' and sectioned.

I need to lose weight before Devon. At least a stone by the end of May. Can I do it?
my BMI right now is 21.5. At 5 foot 3 and 57 kilos, that's atrocious! I'm just under 9 stone, so I hope to be just under 8 by the time I finish. My ultimate goal is 6 stone, but I must make small goals to begin with. I am going to do this, unlike the last times. 100 pounds is my ultimate goal for now, if I reach that, even lower!

The social workers are closing soon. That's good, but Dr Bloody Namani isn't! I hate him so much. Last week, we waited halk an hour, for him to ask us in, ask how I was (I lied and said I was fine), and send me away again! I miseed three lessons, half the morning. I'm not going again, he can go screw himself up the arse with a spoon for all I care!