I heard the train shake the windows, you screamed over the sound

I'm closer to being done with the apartment, I just have to wait until the 1st of June so I can buy the desk/bookcase I don't have enough money for at the moment, and after that I'm pretty much done with the apartment. I'm settling in nicely though the first night was a bit lonely, but the other nights have been good.
Right before I moved in, Miriam told me that she expected wild parties and freedom when she got her own apartment. In reality, she spent the first 3 months on being lonely. I can definitely see where she's coming from, so I'm trying to keep myself busy and have people over as often as possible.
But all in all, it's really great to finally have my own place. Now I'm just waiting for August to come so I can start studying. Everything seems to be on the right track and I'm excited about life.

I'm really broke though, so I'm just trying to survive the next 9 days (payday is the 31st of this month for me). Jonas is coming over soon and I'm looking forward to his company.

I weighed myself yesterday and I've lost weight again. I'm really angry at myself, because I know some of the factors of it has not only been due to my lack of money, but also due to being stressed and caving in more easily to the eating disorder because of that. It's kind of a battle to fight ED while being broke, because you somehow (at least I do) think that if you're low on cash, it makes more sense to save money for the rest of the month by not eating much throughout the day. It makes sense in a certain way, but I think I might take it to a more illogical point - though I have some pears, crispbread and peanut butter that I can just eat when I'm hungry, I end up eating it hours after I started getting hungry, meaning that my intake gets lower because I eat irregularly. I should refrain from it because I know very well with myself that not eating enough triggers my issues with food and weight more than anything else. So I'm a bit angry at myself for allowing the disordered parts of me to take over, but I'm trying to get back on track again with it and put up a fight, it's just a bit hard, but at least I'm trying to fight it.

I'm still doing really good and enjoying life.