Self/Image

I've noticed that when I'm not eating too well, I avoid my blog. It's kind of like when I was in sixth form and hadn't done the homework, avoidance is the key. Don't step on the scale, don't make eye contact.

Hmm.. the vending machines have begun to control me. I have had an excuse, I've been working on my essay, nothing but me, the computer room, and the vending machine.

But you know what? That's bullshit. THERE ARE NO EXCUSES. The vending machine didn't hold a gun to my head and say "feed me your change". I chose to do it, and continued to for the last week. Then on Friday the Swedish population welcomed in the Spring. With booze. I drank two-thirds of a bottle of apple sours (for those of you unfamiliar, it's supposed to be taken in shot form). It's really rare that I drink, this is the first time I have since I came to Sweden last year, but let me tell you, when I do? I don't do it my half measures (sic - little alchie joke there).

So, kind of blew the immediate challenge thingy. Whoops. Sorry guys.

On the bright side, on plan for the last two days, and I've started planning out counter-strategies. I'm doing my work by hand in my room until I've got the 10 pages I have left to write done, then just going to the comp room to type it. Also managed to come back from the supermarket with no chocolate this week, which I think will be a lot more useful then the last two trips. I may have screwed the last 7 days, but I was on plan before that, and can stay on plan until my birthday as I intended to.

Yay me?

posted by Thursday's Child @ 8:55 PM