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I ate too much last night: not out of boredom or anything, but because I was REALLY freakin hungry. I thought about what went wrong and I think it's a combination of not drinking enough water throughout the day, having too much time between breakfast and lunch, and eating dessert that night. Granted, dessert wasn't anything interesting; it was a serving of fat free, sugar free, fun free vanilla ice cream, but for some reason whenever I eat dessert at night, I think it's free reign to glom everything in sight which is not good. So this morning I have my water bottle all ready to go and I'm trying not to have too much time between meals. I might have to bring a snack to work so there aren't 6 hours between lunch and dinner. Ugh this requires so much planning! But I am determined to do it, especially since I need to find my hot, smart doctor husband once I get to Stonybrook ;)

I am super duper sore today. My delts, my abs, and my hammies are on fire. Today's workout is legs & back, abs (AGAIN!!!!!!!), and the MFP challenge of 10 jumping jacks per hour which is actually a pretty tame challenge considering the others we've done this week. I'm actually really enjoying the challenges; it makes me feel like I'm working out with everyone.

I went to Bob's Discount Furniture yesterday to check out the bedroom set I saw online. That place is amazing. Granted, their stuff isn't super fancy and it will probably only last a few years, but I'm broke so I really don't care. It looks nice and will hold up between now and a few years after I graduate so that's all I care about for now. I'm soooooooo excited to go to school!!!!! What a different feeling from when I was an undergrad. Back then, I dreaded going to school, even in the very beginning. Looking back, I really wasn't ready to move that far away from home, especially to the middle of nowhere. If I could go back, I would have probably chosen a different school, maybe even done community for the first couple of years because I really don't think I was ready to be away from home when I was 18. Oh well, live & learn. It was a good experience I guess because as shitty as that experience was, I came out a much stronger, more independent person. I also got a really great friend out of it. I miss him :(