I thought that the best motivation for losing weight would be looking forward to a visit from an old lover. A lover who last time has seen me as what I would consider only the half of the actual me.
Now I hav

e even a stronger motivation. The other day I went to see
Vicky Cristina Barcelona and I just must get the kind of jeans Scarlett Johansson is wearing in the film! Can’t really imagine them on me at the moment, I think the awful 300 kilo lady from the horseback riding is laughing now.
I loved the film, made me dream of Barcelona. It also reminded me of my French painter, Emmanuel, didn't think that he would ever cross my mind again. I had totally repressed him from my memory as I in a moment of passion was ready to forget my commitment elsewhere and move to his addict. A friend of mine was laughing her head off as I could fell in love in 4 seconds and the love lasting 4 days. Well, it was never boring being me in those days.
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