Dear Ana,

I'm down 2 pounds!
Officially at 176.6, and counting. I'm so so so not going to blow it this time.
Aryn and I are gonna go to the gym in a little while and I'm going to burn off all of my naughty Olive Garden calories... Yeah, I fucked today up, but as long as I get rid of them plus more, I'll be fine.

I reallyy need to get my ass in gear.
Boyfriend bought me a diamond promise ring for Valentine's Day, and I want to deserve that ring!
Diamonds and Fat don't exactly sound good together...
I'm watching a cheer leading movie called Fired Up! and seeing all these gorgeous girls who can throw their bodies around and look hot in booty shorts makes me want to lose all this disgusting weight RIGHT NOW!
If only it were that easy......
If I was at the top of a cheer leading pyramid, I would go steamroller on their poor, poor asses.

I have deviated my 1000 calorie limit for the day... Disgusting, I know.
So that's why I'm about to kick my own ass.
the Arc machine is about to be my new bestest friend.
Today while I was at school I thought of another few reasons for me to lose weight:

1) My thighs rub holes in my jeans
2) My chin fucking jiggles when I shake my head
3) My finger was too fat for my promise ring, and it needs to be re-sized because of my ickyness.

I'll come up with some more at a later time.
Until then, Ladies =]
Au revoir!
=D