Day 3 Sucks

FYI, after signing off last night, I continued to surf the internet and jitter around (even though I knew I had to get up in the morning), so I kind of amped myself up to a minor anxiety attack @ 1 am. Lovely, no? Insomnia is fantastic.

Anyways, Day 3 was a success on the fasting front, a failure everywhere else. I can't even begin to explain how much fitting room intimidated me today - it was super busy, so I should be good, right? Wrong. The woman I was working with didn't speak (hardly) any english, so I couldn't ask questions without her just grabbing stuff from me and doing it herself. And, I'm still learning departments and what not, but they put me on close alone for 5 hours... on a saturday. How does this make sense? Anyways, cue my perfectionism, ocd, ed-mentality over-emotional reactions. I just got worried about making mistakes, so I made more because I preoccupied. Ugh. Worse, I was dehydrated because I woke up late and ran to work (making a rather bloody mess of a blister too), so the hunger was very much so there, as were the body aches.

The fun fact that's keeping me going is that apparently by doing my 6 hours of light work while standing I can burn 1000+ cals.

Babysitting, thank god, fell through.

Annoyed that my weight is still 138. Three days and nothing.

I'm being short here cause my parents are home, and I should be asleep (it was the "I'm sooo tired" excuse to avoid McDonalds take out). Maybe I'll actually sleep tonight. I want to keep it below 500 tomorrow... but it'll be hard. Restricting is infinetly harder than fasting. And both parents are home - so I'll just have to not be home. Movie, maybe? night all <3 stay strong.