144.
Debated whether to have any wine tonight. Am having just one glass to help me sleep. More than that will keep me up all night and much more than that could kill me at this point.
I actually feel lighter on my feet when I stand up now. It's nice being less fat and disgusting.
I fucking hate my job. It makes me shake with rage. I NEED to find something else. Even part-time so I can use my grant money to live off of and still have some money coming in. I would love to work on-campus.
I want to be 125 because it was always my dream. I wonder how I'd look then...
7:51 p.m. - 2010-11-03
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