Soccerchic Scribblings

The Diary of an Anorexic Girl.

It's 6:00 in the morning - I hate this stupid alarm clock. I have cut back my calorie intake to 400 calories a day, but I just can't seem to gather enough energy to get up in the morning and head off to the gym.

My morning routine has helped motivate me though. The first thing I do is head to the bathroom, pull out the weigh scale and jump on. This said weigh scale has become my dictator - what it tells me determines how much I can eat that day. Today is going to be good day - I have dropped two pounds, so I just might let myself splurge and eat that piece of bread I have been craving.

Last week was good, I lost eight pounds - but I have to do better this week, spring break is coming up and I can't been seen in a bathing suit looking like this. So, my goal is another eight pounds this week, I think I am going to fast. I just really have to watch my calorie intake - and hopefully pull enough energy from somewhere to go workout at the gym for two hours. That should be a start.

The problem is my mother, she keeps thinking something is up - it's so frusterating - I am getting sick of her always asking what I ate and leaning over my shoulder. I am fine, just leave me alone.

posted by Adventures of a Girl @ 7:01 PM