The roomate.

I haven't seen my house so clean in months. I spent the last two days mopping, cleaning, organising and throwing/recycling rubbish. I sorted out my wardrobe. This always leaves me with the same feeling: my clothes are ugly, the pretty ones don't look good on me. It's madness, I know. The new post on my other blog will tell you more about my upcoming purchases, I am convinced now to commit to the minimal street style. It suits me.

On to the actual stuff. New semester comes this Monday and of course my diet plan starts once again. I am doing some basic mat exercises these days and using LoseIt.com to track my calories. I am following this 500/1200 calories plan, where I eat one day 500 and the next 1200. This will be enough to cut my weekly calorie intake and keep me motivated and binge free.

For breakfast, I had two cups of black coffee and a medium orange. Oranges this time of year are so sweet, I love them. I am planning on having some grilled chicken for lunch and a oil free tomato salad for dinner. In the between it's water and starbucks vanilla-rooibos tea.

I'm not going to lie, I might have two cigarettes as well.

When it all began.

"Live fast, die young, bag girls do it well.." -M.I.A.
I am getting used to this song, it's pretty awesome. It's Saturday night, 11pm. Yesterday was nice, drinks at a cocktail bar, some more drinks at a rock bar and I was ready for bed. Boy kept looking at me, talking to me about snowboard and kept smiling. No move, nothing like that, although his friends kept giving him that looks (whatthefuck!dosomething) It's no good, I think I lost my interest... and to those of you who might wonder, no I don't want to be friends FIRST. If we become friends, we're staying like that.
Spiralling to this laziness, I spoke to the other boy (O). He is the one that shows he still cares about me, I told him I had some difficult weeks and he insisted he brinks a tequila bottle by my place when he comes in town on the 15th. I'm okay with that, I like tequila. And quite lately, I NEED tequila.

I was feeling blue today. So I wore my floral leggings and my loose grey shirt, made some pop corn, downloaded "The Dreamers" and opened that bottle of white wine my allergy pills didn't let me enjoy these past days.I instantly felt much better. The movie was amazing too.

Half a bottle later, I can tell you that I can spend time with myself and feel good. Luckily, cause I thought I was so boring lately..

Eye contact at the supermarket.

I cannot believe this day would ever come. I keep worrying about not studying and cannot come to realise this is free time. FREE TIME. Anyway, I started my day early today with a DNA lecture I wanted to attend. It was fascinating, although I didn't understand half of it. It was in English and all these professors came and the discussion after the presentation was heated. (I am not a nerd, yes I wanted to go shopping instead but I just couldn't miss it)

In other news, I started restriction. Big time. I need to loose these 5 kilos until Easter. I cleaned every inch of my apartment. I cooked this delicious salad for lunch. I got another allergy reaction. I'm getting ready for drinks with some girl friends and the boy and his friend.
Busy day no?

Tomorrow is the NO ALARM morning. Finally.

Over

Last minute revision for the last exam of the winter semester...everything is out of place, nail polish along with a red bull, my silver ring and black coffee...
I so need to clean when I get back!

Immunology exam, here I come.

xxx

February already

My allergy thing bothers me to sleep. I know, I know, the whole weekend I was complaining that I couldn't wake up because of the pills, but now I cannot sleep. Talking about general moodiness oh god.
Tomorrow I am giving my last exam. To fuck with that, I say. This has been my worst exam period ever. I really need the one week break after that. Not that I have big plans or something. I would ideally (since I'm not travelling abroad this time) close myself to a spa for two whole days and just escape from the world. But, even though I managed to save 400 euro this month, I am trying to save some money for the future (200 every month to another account is pretty doable). Yesterday I tried to think of my future and just couldn't. My mind was convinced that this is all I am and will be capable of; staying to this stupid town with small minded people, trying to finish university. I got scared because usually my dreams are big. (...moving to London, a master's degree, travelling around the world, a beautiful small flat with big windows, etc).

Two words. Panic attack. My stress is beyond awful and I need to relax. I am planning on taking 100 euro from these saving and buying the perfume, a fashion magazine along with a latte on Friday and chill at the Starbucks far away from my house, where no one can find me easily. Yes, that's what I will do. I will probably visit Zara too, if there's any money left. I didn't shop on Sales but why would I? My ass falls by the minute and my abs soon won't be visible.

I need to relax. Seriously this day...