Wednesday, May 18

calorific (counting)

I'm going to throw my hands up and admit that there has been a little bit of calorie counting going on in my life again recently, which is why I've made such a valiant return to the blog that there are going to be TWO POSTS IN ONE WEEK.

It's a slippery slope, yada yada yada, but given some of my self-loathing behaviour, and insane weight gain lately, maybe it's a good thing. I just need to even out somewhere in the middle.

(Because, of course, that's such an easy thing to do. Do you never learn, woman?)

I think the alcohol might be the main thing I need to curb, though. Oh, the life of a student.

Saturday, May 14

recently, i have done these things

Hello. Recently, I have:
  • almost pulled a very very cute female...
  • ... but sadly didn't;
  • came out as not-just-liking-men to two of my flatmates, who took it reasonably well and I'm please about that;
  • had new passport photos taken which snowballed into some big moral crisis about the state of my chin/the difference in chub between my pre-university student card photo, and my end-of-first-year new passport photo. NOT HAPPY;
  • flirted and nothing more with a super cute barman;
  • wept;
  • sat one exam;
  • failed to start revising for second exam which is in... three days;
  • not wept about that one, yet;
  • booked a holiday to Italy with Man where I am going to be so, so, so very hot, in the temperature sense;
  • self-harmed in the library toilets (how very 13 year old of me! I think I'm over it now, it was a momentary blip);
  • not wanted to go home;
  • wanted to go home.
Tonight I'm hosting a party for Eurovision. Can't beat a crazy little bit of Europop.

Jedward, anyone?

Friday, March 11

I just cried so much I drooled on my arm.


Friday, December 31

It just wouldn't be New Years Eve...

... without me crying for a good hour about my fatness/failure during the past year. EVERY SINGLE TIME.

Fucking excellent. Happy New Year lovely readers. I hope it's blooming marvellous.

Sunday, December 26

Foody Foodmas

Although I'm pretty convinced I am now a roast potato due to the quantity consumed yesterday, it worries me that during the 24 hour period that was Christmas Day, I ate less food than I have done every other day for the past month. Except Vitamin B pill day, obviously.

Is it resolutions time already?