10:22am

i slept really well. but i'm sore from the workout i did before bed. my legs are mad at me, my arms are mad at me, i have a bruise on my ribs from getting dizzyslippingfalling. worth it? i'm down another pound. it's frustrating, watching one pound go at a time. but then again, maybe it's better than losing 4 pounds&then losing nothing for a while. i like to see progress. okay, deal. i'll stop complaining about that. losing is losing&losing is great. i just took the silver polish off my nails. i'll repaint them blue.
also i might be going to counseling soonish. i promised to go three times. R said this is because i will probably sit there in silence the first two times. probably true. also my pillow pet smells suspiciously like cologne. so the boy is smart. it makes me miss him a little bit. but i will have to teach him that there are things to do besides get in the car, spend $10ish on a movie, &go home. this summer we have to go to the marina&feed the ducks. &have a picnic at the park. &sit in on rehearsals of silly productions at the community playhouse. i'll teach him. &i'll be a goodsweetskinny girlfriend. skinny for me. once i mentioned i wanted to lose weight&R said "boys like a curvy girl." so? i don't like myself curvy. isn't it more important what i think?

or:

boys might see the blonde. i see the brunette. make your body what you want it to be, not what sexheads want it to be (unless your wants are the same). stay strong today, lovelies.

xoxo

zette

p.s. coffee with 1/4 cup vanilla almond milk (10). breakfast.

p.p.s. don't take slutty photos&post them on facebook in an album labeled 'modeling'. a lot of girls are doing that lately.