I couldn't really be bothered to count what is 500 cals or not. Though I could give a pretty good estimation, my short-term memory is SO bad that I thought it'd just be a waste of time. I have coffee/green tea/bottled mineral water on my table. I eat when I really must. Either scrambled eggs, or tuna or apples etc. Good job I'm not craving any crap food. Went to sleep at 0430 am yesterday. Was up most of the night just thinking about him. Gave him a call, he was happy and he said he really misses me. Yet I feel so terrible, I can't eat. In fact when I started this blog, it was straight after I got dumped by this boy of 1 and a half years. I didn't eat a single thing for a whole week. But then I met my current boyfriend (pretty quick I know.) and completely fell in love. I noticed him around before and was instantly drawn to him! But now he's gone.. aaahh and it seems as if it's all coming back. I never understood comfort eating. I only eat normally or even a bit too much when I'm happy. I enjoy food! When I went on my cruise and had 6 course meals every night, I was having SUCH a good time! And when me and my boyf went out for meals, or went ice skating and snacked on all the sweets there, I was so happy. When I'm not feeling good though, I don't want to have the pleasure that food gives me. It's a strange thing but that's what makes me I suppose. How about you girls? Do you eat out of depression? Or happiness? How did this all come about? Something that does bring me happiness though is beauty. I <3 it, wherever it may be. 

Got to love these sweetie-pies!^^ |