I want bread.
No, but really. I'm sure I'm being overdramatic but, fuck, the THINGS I WOULD DO FOR A FUCKING PASTRY.
Anyway. One more day and I get my awesome Cheat Day, where I could eat the world and it wouldn't count.
Not allowed milk, sugar, bread, carbs, anything fatty. And today marks the beginning of "Shark Week", as my friends and I call it, so I'm all chubs and it feels like I've been suffering for nothing. Hurry, Sunday. Please come soon. I don't know how much longer I can hold out.
FUCKING SKITTLES SNICKERS BISCUITS PIZZA DONUTS BEER SMOOTHIES