...it's not fucking good.
And I really really really don't like the numbers I'm seeing.
I gained 17 fucking pounds.
Putain de merde d'enculé d'sa mere! Fais chier!!
I am so done eating. Today I had some bread and jam, and a bag of cherries. It's about 400calories I think. I walked for 5 hours, and I plane to do some pole dancing, like every nights.
I need to lose at least 10 pounds in two weeks.
You know what's strange? My clothes from 3 months ago still fit me.