Day 33: Vomiting because I love france so much...

 Today has been nothing special, yet again. I keep finding that everyday seems that way. I'm definitely going to start having to put something worth reading in my blog because quite frankly I'm starting to get bored writing them. I just end up talking about something for far too long, using the same words repetetively over and over again.

Did another trip down to le supermarche this morning, wrote a list of all the things we needed and ended up forgetting the majority of them... As well, it is almost impossible to be vegetarian in france. There are absolutely no protein substitutes on offer there, quorn, tofu, etc. I'm most likely going to come back with some kind of iron deficiency. I'm litterally living off baguettes and haricot beans. Oh, and orangina, cause I just have to have that when I go to France.

Conviniently we forgot milk. Seeing as I need that for cereal this made things difficult as, we had no milk and by the time I got back I still hadn't eaten breakfast. And my brilliantly unhealthy cereal was sat on the shelf feeling sorry for itself. To satisfy my hunger pangs, I decided to go swimming. Unfortunately, the weather by then was actually quite warm which consequently meant that the pools water would be freezing; that it was. It must of taken me about half an hour to gradually plunge myself into the depths. It's probably better just to jump in and have it over and done with, but as fearless as I am, that water was freezing.

Hurrah, it was finally lunchtime and therefore it was time to have a barbeque, which meant veggie kebbabs. MMMMMM. I don't mind them, they're just pretty general. Thats the problem with being vegetarian... Everythings pretty general... There's definitely a lack of variety, but subjected to this I still wouldn't eat meat... The whole Idea of eating animal flesh really puts me off now... Not that I'm a big fan of animals (they shit and leave hair everywhere)... But even so, it's pretty vile that you'd kill something just so you could eat it, for your own sake just because it might taste appealing. It's not like theres nothing else to eat. I suppose if there wasn't it'd be understandable, but there's tonnes of stuff you could eat instead of meat.

Ironically, after consuming my vegetable kebabs, I indulged in one of my least favourite past times. Vomiting. Again. MMMMMMM. (Sarcasm again here guys...). It keeps happening and it's not even fair. Currently actually I feel pretty sick. I'm even starting to find it tempting to force myself to throw up just so I can stop feeling so ill. But it's best not to do this, seeing as I don't want it to become a habit whatsoever, but it's definitely unpleasant by any means.