When it's going good, it's going great

I've spent the whole day with dad. And at half past 3 he realised that I hadn't eaten anything yet so I had an egg and an egg white. He was like "is that all you're gonna have?", but not in a bad way, he was just asking. So I told him I'll have something else later (not).

Before that I had eaten a small apple and some coffee. So yet another great day. I'm so proud of myself. I eat so little. And it's starting to show. And the more it shows, the more power I get from it. Right now I feel like nothing can stop me.

Gonna have some more coffee now.