Diets and Tattoos.

My diet has been going awfully well. At the end of the day, I total about 550 calories, give or take. I've found the slimfast shake works awfully well with curving hunger for up to six hours, and also provides enough energy for me to work out two hours straight in the afternoon. With the working out after school, I basically negative my calories, since I burn off a lot more than the 180 calories in the shake. It's nice to be in control for once. I've got my own little schedule everyday that involves things I normally don't do to better myself. I've been whitening my teeth every morning while I shower, and cleaning my gauges daily. I've been working hard on clearing my skin, and I've been pushing myself to get organized in school.

Tomorrow is Wednesday which means I'm half-way through the week. I'd like to see and spend time with Kristen this week hopefully, before she goes back to Maine for who knows how long. I'm working hard on saving money, as well, which is a constant struggle. It's really good for me to not work during the week because I don't spend as much, but I also don't make as much, so I guess it all evens itself out in the end. I've gotten cut back from three days to two days and I'm not at all happy about that because my boss keeps giving the hours to people who really don't need it.

I need to start saving up for my 18th birthday money-dump night. I'm going to be getting hopefully two or three piercings, and maybe even the industrial. I also plan on getting the third eye tattooed on my neck. I can't decide on color or black and white. I think I'll do color, because it's really vibrant, and the colors also mean a lot with the piece as a whole. I'd like to get something cute on my foot, like a star, or something with meaning in a foriegn language written down one of those bones that lead to your toes. Haha, painful. I also want to get 'truth' on my left wrist. And of course, the angel wings, but I want to tie it in with the gas mask/barbed wire tramp stamp I'm getting. I'm kind of thinking of having the barbed wire break off and go up the wings and throughout them to the top or something, and have the barbed wire also go from the gas mask to my hip bones. Hmm. So many things I could do.

I have nothing else to really say. My Dad has lost 20 lbs and he's begun the meter testing four times a day, at a dollar a shot. This is going to get expensive. We walk half a mile each night, and soon we're going to progress to a mile a night.