Still?

I really don't think I deserve that many followers.. but you should know I have all of you in my heart for that many reasons (maybe they are even 510 reasons I love you).

Yesterday was fun. Girl's night out. Heels, straighteners, lipsticks and a LOT of clothes on the bed. I decided to wear my jeans, my see-through purple shirt with the front bow and my favourite black heels. I haven't gone clubbing in so long.. When dressing up for the night I decided I was too fat to go, then forced myself out of the house before my crazy thoughts could ruin another night of fun and alcohol. Good choice.

We got so dizzy drinking, we danced, we had some shots and met a group of boys. That's the normal way to go clubbing and I'm happy I was normal enough to do that! I had one of my friends sleeping over, too.

Tomorrow I'm having a dvd night and have invited some people over. Maybe we'll see the movie (Corpse Bride -one of my favourites), maybe we'll ditch the plan and go for drinks cause, hey, university starts on Monday.

As for the tattoo, I'm still thinking about it. It has to be something small, on my wrist or inside my arm. It has to be something to remind me of all the good I have in my life, all the love I receive even if I cannot feel it, all the smiles I have to give to people who care about me. I forget that. I am a lucky girl but so fucked up that I need a tattoo to remind me of that.

Oh, I also ordered this yesterday. Tell me what you think!!

21, obviously.

5 in the morning found me on the balcony. Heavy rain woke me up and I realised my underwear were on the hanger so I had to put them inside. I couldn't sleep after that either so I just read some ELLE.

I have already written about my lucky number. It's 21. It's my birthday, nameday, dad's birthday, favourite pet dog's birthday, first time (you know what), and so on and so forth. In short, if I have to choose a number, it has to be 21.

So here I am, 21 years old, trying to figure out what I want and trying to stay happy. I should make this year a beautiful one. June to June.

So what's the plan? University classes start on Monday, finally. Hard HARD restricting on food starts on Sunday (I can't make "diet" decisions on Mondays, no). Also, pilates is going great, I also have a two hour yoga class every Wednesday!

But the craziest thing is that I decided to get a tattoo. Yes, a permanent one. On Christmas, at London. I am very excited about it, as I wanted to be from a trip :)

Does anyone of you has a tattoo already??

Oh, and for those from my last post, I AM IN.

AND IT'S ON!!

Well,

all in all, I am THAT fat.

Such a mess

I hate days when I have too much to do and I magically decide to not do anything and stay home and watch series. I hate being voluntarily BORED. So today I decided to make the most of my boredom, so I downloaded and watched Earthlings.

It was such an eye-opener. I'm not going to spoil anything for those who haven't seen it (btw it is a MUST see documentary). I mean I knew these things happen, animals suffer, but my family always had farms and gardens and our food was always organic, even though I am a city-girl.

But of course now that I study away from home, on a small island, I depend on the supermarkets and grocery stores for my everyday nutrition. And living on a small town means there's no organic food section on the supermarket, no ready to go diced fruits, no vegetarian meals prepared. Oh, wait we have a fridge with organic eggs, lol. Better to nothing, right?

At the age of 14 I cut cold cuts off my life. I just woke up one day and the smell and taste of them made me sick. My family was terrified at the idea of me becoming a vegetarian (I have anemia) because cutting off such foods and wanting to study Biology were good reasons for them. I loved chicken so this would never happen, I assured them. Still my favourite food is fried chicken with mayo (although I haven't eaten it since I was 18 or so).

I was disgusted and I was appalled by the movie.

But most of all, I was alarmed. So I decided to cut all meat out of my life, secretly.

I spent the day figuring out the best recipe for hummus (nobody here knows what that is, I think). I will try and turn to vegetarianism, checking my blood tests, for a month.

Wish me luck, but I think this was meant to be :)

Grumpy much?

As it turns out, I'm really into pilates. It's only an hour, I could definitely do more but as soon as my life gets in order I would also have one spinning class, one aerobics class and one yoga class. So with two pilates classes, that's a PROPER weekly workout!

(Now I hope my university classes don't get in the way of all these..I'm starting at the end of this month)

Now let me introduce you to two sweeties.. Fillip is the black one and Dafne is the orange! I really miss my Beta Fish, who passed away a month ago.. well these cute creatures can't replace him, but I will give them a chance to try :)

they still look terrified. I hope they soon feel like home!