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♥ Ly Ngoc Le, best best best friend. Love you very much you fat dog.

Friday night was usual, shopping with the best mate then had a traumatic walk home from Arndale that night. Things are great. good positive whatever. And im feeling quite happy chap, nothing could possibly bring me down. Which is splendid don't you think. I really need to get my eating under control. Unlike most people i have no self control, I'm not motivated and I just don't think before i do. So when i stuff myself down with a whole block of chocolate or eat half a cake, after finishing THEN i'll realise what I've just done. I don't think before hand which is going to result me being a fat bitch. I just don't know how girls do it, "diet" honest its so hard. For instance i was this sad that I tried starving myself once, i lasted til recess. I bought a chicken burger then half way through it realised i was supposed to be "starving myself". But starving yourself isn't good either thats just plain stupid. I just hate that bloated feeling you get after you've eaten so much that u want to vom. All i want is that healthy good feeling that you get after you work out, but i cbf working out. . As you can tell by now im fucken lazy and i just cbf with everything. But overall things are jolly good. I think i might go spear some cream on Ly's face while she's sleeping farwell.