On my second day of a fast, no cravings to speak of yet. I paid 90 euro to join a gym for the last month I'm here, so I feel much more obliged to go (can't waste money!). Ugh. I got so fucking fat here hahaha it would be sort of funny if I didn't have to lose weight before my mom visits in a week. Or when I finally go home and have to be naked in front of my boyfriend. Honestly he probably wouldn't notice much, but unless I'm well under current weight the only thing I'll be able to think about is how fat I am. Fat is such a fucking nuisance.

Anyway. Yesterday I had 5 tic-tacs throughout the day, then read on the label as I was going to bed that they're 2 calories each? for those tiny pieces of crap? I could have eaten some spinach or tomato and been healthier for the same amount of calories grrr.

This fast will go until my art show next Thursday at 5:30. Oh boy. Drinking tonight is going to be interesante... ugh and I KNOW my friends will want to go to the late-night bakery or get a kebab (huge wrap filled with greasy mystery meat, sauce, veggies and FRENCH FRIES??). Kebabs gross me out but the fucking bakery always smells so good... if I don't cave today I should be able to resist, I'm pretty good about sticking with it when drunk if I have an unbroken streak :)

Ugh, ho ingrassato moltississississimo. Time to vado alla palestra-- ciao ciao le mie belle.