Red lips and finger tips.

Firstly, my title has just reminded me to get some more red nail polish.

Soooo…its Friday, Friday night for me but possibly not for you. I do love Friday’s, especially if I’ve had a good week which, by the way, I have. Well except finding out I have severe clinical depression but I guess that’s just a small “hump” in my week.

I’ve sailed through my “less than 500 calorie a day” week even with my Mum in the house the entire time because she’s flue stricken. My weight loss is starting to slow again and I’m not quite so bold to start a fast when I’m only 8 days away from my flight. Depending on my weight tomorrow I might bump Saturday and Sunday up to something like 600-800 calories but that’s only if I’m at a weight I’m okay with tomorrow. Not that I’m “okay” with anyway weight I am but you get what I mean- if I feel safe to add on up to another 300 calories then I may very well do so. I can not keep jeopordising my metabolism when I’m so close to flying out.

I’ve been avoiding my friends like the plague the past couple of weeks- perhaps a month, I haven’t really been keeping track. They’ve noticed more than me. I’ve sworn to do something with them before I leave but honestley I’d really rather not but for some reason you can’t just say that to people. I hear its rude, go figure. They’re thinking movies, I’m thinking let me sleep. I don’t know, I’m just a terrible friend but thats just a lesson to anyone thinking of “becoming” anorexic/bullemic. Your social life will not improve it will slowly deteriate and then poof!- all gone. Thats when things get really bad too because there is no one around to keep you on that fading line called “normal”.

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