I collected my awesome new glasses! Prada, black rimmed, with a slight cat's-eye effect to them. LOVE them. (And I can't believe I get to own something Prada, omg, shameless fashion nerdism and bashfulness all at once!)
I ate: A grapefruit, 4-ish almonds, two rice cakes with three slices of tomato, 60mls oats with vanilla essence and strawberry jam and soy milk, soy milk with for-reals cocoa (250mls). Not bad. But I socialised yesterday (heavens) and my friend made amazing falafel with amazing hummus, tzatziki, aubergine etc toppings and pita breads! And there was amazing chocolate and condensed milk squares, and the best brownies ever and the best cinnamon cupcakes with yoghurt icing ever. I ate so much. But I simply must be tiny for Gaga; fabulousness demands it.
R is going to a pub tonight, he (hiss) will be there, any guesses as to why I'm not going? Well him (boooo) and my general feelings of crapness. Sigh. I think eating better would probably make me feel less crap. But... fat... no... can't. Must loose this chub before school. Gawd. WHY DO I CARE WHAT HE THINKS OF ME!? He's seen me naked FFS. Wonky boobs and stretchmarks and all. Maybe he's a chubby chaser? :)- Hehehehehe :)-

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