Small Pride

Am I proud?
HELL.FUCKING.YEAH.
So what I ate today?
Breakfast - 1 large raw mango.
Lunch - sugar free XL
Dinner - 2 meatballs, 3 potato slices (it's pretty much only a third potato altogether).

You'll never believe how awesome energy drinks are.
I had practice today, one hour, sweating like a pig, 6 running around the rink, and every two of them 1 walking, so it's also 3 walking around the rink, and then after tons of other exercises, 2 running around the rinks.
And I still have energy!
Incredible, right?
And only 5 calories (2 for 100ml).

So, tomorrow, in school I'll be forced to eat an apple with some honey, why?
Simply, Rosh Hashana in our class.
There will be cakes, some honey cakes (I don't like them), some normal cakes.

Have you read that after a while you just don't get hungry, well, it's true.
I ate my breakfast at 7:30, my first hunger strike was on 9:25 or 9:55, and the second one on 13:30, I felt great, though I had some pains in my chest, but it's nothing.

Yay fucking awesome day!
I really like the way it rhymes, but tomorrow I'm responsible to my breakfast...
Meaning....
No breakfast!
Well, maybe an apple with something, but when I'm free from breakfast, why not?
I feel so great!
So, you know how it's like to feel so free...

Well, my dearest people (I have no idea how to call you else way).
I'm going to surf the web for pro ana blogs, to understand what the story about The Black Dog on Bipolar disorder, and stuff alike.


Well, I want to put something in my mouse.
You know the feeling when your mouth is just...Bored?

My mother said to me to eat something later, with milk, by then I'll fall asleep.
I ate about at 6, so since I keep 3 hours between meat to milk (but milk to meat is about 30 minutes, every Jewish do that differently), It'll be at 9.

My mouth is dry, better get some water...

Not good as I wanted it to be, still dry feeling, at least it's not food...


I have a feeling that my parents talking that I might have eating disorder, that I don't eat enough...
Well, whatever I'd do is never good enough, right?
I just can't do that...
No I know, I'm no superman.
It's not only coincidence that I watch now Scrubs.

Well, let's hope I'd go great tomorrow.
On Wednesday I'm going to get a 2 weeks vacation, meanwhile, running, eating stuff, meeting the family (the traditional foods are so high in fat) so I'll do some cardio everyday I can to keep it up.
Guess what I'd like to do, going to the mall and eating nothing, like long mall time, no food (like small breakfast, then lunch-dinner).

Oh, that's making it much easier, I think I get (or should get) everything I read and/or learn about, disorders, stories, every fucking other thing...

So it's going late, I noticed it's a very short post, but school was boring, too easy, and all the rest is big bold WHATEVER in my life.
So, tomorrow it'll be interesting, I think...


Berries, survivors,
I hope you'll make it.