I love Mexico. They love partying here and will make any excuse for a day off. Today we finished at half twelve beacuse it was mothers' day. Great! I phoned my mum and she was chuffed about having a second happy mother's day of the year! I took a cheeky nap in the afternoon. It felt like uni-days again. I miss my naps but I know they were one of the main contributers to tummy fat (as well as a little too much beer).
My health kick is still going well (second day into it). My sister and I are trying to support each other. But I still get mad when I think about it. Why can't I just eat a whole tub of ice-cream if I feel like it. Why is good food bad? The world is wrong.