Yesterday was a success! I only ate vegetables with hot sauce yesterday at the dining hall, drank ridiculous amounts of green tea, and had a veggie melt at the studio when I felt like I was going to pass out (I was working there for 12 hours, until 4:30 in the morning).

Dropped 3 pounds, probably half in water weight but it's giving me the willpower to stay on track :) Down to 147. I know..... that's fucking gross. But things will be better. I have a month to become beautiful. Here's my personal view of how the weight hangs on me:

• 150: DISGUSTINGLY GROSS (seen this)
• 145: fatass (seen this)
• 140: chubbers (seen this)
• 135: baby fat (seen this)
• 130: is she skinny or boring old average? Average. (ALMOST saw this. Fuck.)
• 125: athletic thin
• 120: thin and sexy
• 115-110: runway model
• 110-105: sack of bones... don't go here please

So these are the adjectives I will refer to myself by at each weight. To keep myself in check when I finally do get to those beautifully low numbers. I don't want to look like a skeleton, I just want to be sexy like Miranda Kerr and Cintia Dicker. And I want to keep a bit of my womanly shape... that will decide when I stop. But I know it will be gone if I drop much under 120.

Oh and today! Good day so far, I've eaten a bite of bagel and 50 or 60 cal of cheerios. Plus some water. My stomach is grumbling so I think I'm going to go chug some more. Laterrrr