It is just about to strike 6am. I have to post at this time because my sister is asleep and so I won't be discovered posting. I am so disgusted with myself and yet so pleased. Disgusted because I have pigged out on at least 1000-1500cals a day for the last two days. I feel fat and I can't do anything to change that. I can't purge and I can't exercise. Purge for the obvious reasons of company and exercise because I really hurt my knee on monday night. I can barely walk right now!! I love my sister I do, but I can't wait until she goes home so I can eat a lot less. Plus my boyfriend is coming on Thursday for a week and then I'm back home for a week for my Westlife concert. I just can't escape. Sometimes I wish I didn't have any friends!
I am also very happy because silly me has been reading my new scales incorrectly. It goes up in 2lbs. (It's not digital) Therefore in the last two weeks I thought I only lost 2lb when in actual fact I lost 4lbs. Probably put it all back only by now though. Err. Anyway I thought I would post a picture of myself from fabulous St Paddys day being Irish and all.