62,8

Today 62,8; I didn't binge yesterday. Instead of that, I visited Museum of Modern Art. And today I am going to my dad's, because there is premiere in the theatre he works at and I am quite curious about it. Although, I am tired and right now I wish I could just go to bed and wake up at noon and do stuff I am supposed to do, like writing my essay for American Literature course. Well, I chose what I chose. I have to go pack now and then I will spend fabulous 5 hours on the bus, then in theatre, then we will have to stay a bit, then we will go home for sleep and tomorrow morning another 4 hours on train, then I will have to refresh myself and do something about my hair etc. etc., go feed my friend's cat and hit the party... It won't be fun at all. I don't know what I was thinking. I just hope that today I won't eat that much and I can wear something at least quite nice tomorrow...

63,5

Well, I just wanted to say that my plans for losing weight during the Christmas break failed... as always. Pretty were times when I weighed 61,6kg; they look so distant now. I should have been around 57 now if I have followed my plan... But I didn't, so another New Year's Eve without a beautiful dress on me; just another sad outfit. Well, it fits the sad person, doesn't?
I met a guy 2 month ago, he seems to be into me. But frankly - I don't care. I mean, it's always nice to have someone to adore you and to be interested in what is happening to you, but... I know it's not that. I might go for it anyway, just out of boredom and to not feel lonely. Rather sad truth.
I also wanna hit the gym - I've ordered a training bag and after New Year I want to buy a membership card and well, start going there. Bright plan, isn't it?