Well that diet sucked. No, I take it back, my willpower sucks. I have no one to blame but myself. That 18th birthday party I told you about? Nothing changed and I ended up with a pretty nice looking and NICE guy. Sadly I think I looked terrible in my magenta/hot pink dress and the arm flab was BAD. Not as bad as girl #6 & girl #13 who were also a part of the debut. I was #16 I think. But now, I am even more determined to become one of those people, like the Subway guy who hold up their old pants and are like, "Hell yeah! I did it."
I plan to hold up that gross picture of me in my magenta-hotpink glory and rip it to shreds wearing an even better dress saying "TAKE THAT suckaaa!". But everything changes. No more cheating, binging, giving up anymore. No more McDonald's because it's cheap, or cookies just because they're there. Now I shall get the Parfait and a tea instead of the Bacon and Egg McMuffin with Hash-browns and Chocolate milk. My snack will be mangoes, tangerines, and wonderful tasteless water. Summers just around the corner and by the end of it, wanna look like I enjoyed it. Here we go.
Love.
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