Week 7 weigh day

It has been a big day, I am no longer obese, I am now overweight, having lost 20 pounds in 7 weeks. Meaning from the very start of my highest ever weight I am 29 pounds lighter, as I gained weight when I first came over. Funny that I’ve been reading the scale incorrectly and what I thought was 1 pound was actually 2. So project hot bitch has been successful, I am currently at my lowest ever weight, without exercising. I am very excited to get back to the uk so I can start exercising again :-) yaay.

Its friday again :-)

I love Fridays, always drags on at work though. I do have enough to keep busy with today though so hopefully 4 will come quickly and I can be home yyaayy. I had a dream that we put rollers in alfies hair, not even possible. Hmm so dreaming about making over your parents in laws dog, what does that mean?

2 more weeks of work left

And then I am freeee. Seriously people, never work for 8 months straight, it kills you. I still have stress - well hopefully Andrew would have sorted the furniture but I’ll have to get ready To go home, but I guess that there is not much to do. I am so excited to not have to work for a few weeks, its also Thursday so this week is pretty much over. Honestly I think I just want to sleep. I could never do more than a full time job, it’d actually exhaust me, I am that precious.

Oh nhs, how i love thee

Decided, or more so Andrew has decided that I have to have a diabetes test when I get back to the uk. The guy has a point, and I’ve been thinking it for a while, but the dipshit in me is scared to be diagnosed. At least its free, being away makes me appreciate free healthcare. It is highly likely that I am not diabetic, and its just another offset from having pcos which has some form of insulin resistance in it. I’m sick of doctors brushing me off, I am getting an answer and treatment for it, even though its not a curable thing I just want information. I am sick of not knowing how my fertility is affected, if its preventing me losing weight, if its causing diabetic symptoms etc etc. I don’t give a shit about physical things it does, I just want someone to not brush it off because they don’t understand it. Rant ended.

Ergh its monday again

How did this happen, I remember Friday so vividly as if it were only yesterday :( I’ve realised, its not so much going to work I hate, its getting up before 6 now its winter and freezing my tits off in the dark. Its okay though because I have three weeks left and then I go home where its always cold so I can build up a tolerance. I had a nice morning though, I had nice warm porridge in front of my teeny tiny heater. It was cosy.

Speaking of going home I’ve massively excited myself about moving to Manchester, I can get a nice place in the centre which hopefully means I can sleep in and walk to work. And there are awesome places with awesome music that just do not exist here. Plus I found a great gym so I can fully launch project hot bitch from. Plus there are really cool places that I want to explore. See Australia isn’t bad, it is beautiful and shit but everything is so spread out, I miss being crammed into things. Ahh cannot wait to go home, and be a citizen again, and not have things stopping me from working, apart from the lack of work which seems to have picked up.

And on that note, I need to smoke, pack my shit and get to work.

no words can really express my love

For def leppard, and how happy I am every Saturday morning when I have my binge. That is all.

my teabags are packed :-)

I am ready for another day at work. I am that anal I bring my own tea because they don’t stock normal British tea…only camomile and no. Understandable though as I am in Australia. I hate having a job, its so boring, don’t get me wrong, its fantastic when I’m busy but when I’m not I just make colourful patterns on paint all day. It is Tuesday though which means I should be busier than yesterday, I miss the backlog so badly..„ I want it back! Ah well, I get to come home again at 4 and watch telly.