Well, it was a great week. I really mean it. I was full of energy, as I hoped.
And I scored great at every test. and... yeah man.
I reached my goeals every day. Each of them I had energy to go to school, do my homewrok, work political, train, jog and meat my friends.

Now, things are a bit harder.
I've eaten too much today,
and I'm not aloud to go outside to jog. Maybe because of the weather. or maybe because my trousers I used to wear two years ago ACTUALLY FIT!
I'm so happy! but anyway, my father will go to bed soon. Then I'm off, to the rain. Going to jog! can't wait.

last week I ate almost nothing, and as I returned from an hour traning, i fainted. I got really scared... but I really don't care. it means I'm exhausted. It means I burn chalories. without even noticing. how great can things be?

for now, I've got somethings I don't want to think about. Or write about at any cause.
thats why I'm eating, eventhough I'm full.
when you do that, you create a emotinal wall. You can't feel how sick you are of food, you canæt feel how sick you are of yourself.
But I know one thing that also work; joggin, starving and training.
then you can't focus. you fuck that you're exhausted. you fuck the fainting.
you give a total fuck in everything.

well, tomorrow I'm home alone. I've planned to eat a half slice of bread.
maybe I'll take three pills.
tomorrow is gonna be a good day. e really great day.