Soo... the longer more rambly post... here goes...
- I will (as will you) maintain Operation SSPS and I WILL fast for 6 days. More importantly, I will be 108lbs by the 06.10.2009 and I WILL be 100lbs by 21.10.2009. Got it brain and body? Good. This time, let's make this shizzle happen.
- I will not go insane. I will pass my degree. I will get a First. (Yes... Only 1 person ever without a Year Abroad at Durham, probably native... but WE WILL GET A FIRST)
- I will at some point in my life learn how to play the Cello
- And the Piano
- I will learn how to knit and make my own skirts and dresses
- I will speak French, Russian, German, Japanese and Croatian to a good level eventually
- I will learn Polish, Hungarian, Greek, Italian and more languages as I grow older (OH GOD, OLDER)
- I will illustrate and write a children's book. And fantasize about my STUPID story about children in the forest/ Eds being published under pseudo.
- I will go to India
- I will have a room filled with books and a shelf with a moving ladder.
Sorry... I am feeling VERY FAT this evening. My belly is staring up at me. And the fact that I am leaving Paris for home and thus getting ready for a MASS MOOD CRASH as always happens after returning to normality in... oh... 15 hours is FREAKING THE HELL OUT OF ME. I have to be thin. I have to learn musical instruments. I have to not fail my degree. I have to ace my degree as if my Ed and being consistenty failurishly fat and bingy did not stop and RUIN my chances of obtaining a First. I will ace my degree. I will be good and I will be skinny. Right? I hope, I can always hope. I can only hope. I simply hope.
Why is my tummy still there?
Oh right. Baguettes.
Thank you bready lard shit.
I should never have eaten them. But it is over now. I am launched into SSPS. Today is the last day of August, I plan on going into SSPS with an empty belly. Start how you wish to continue, hey!
I really hate my stomach right now. I realised whilst packing my NOW VERY FULL case... that I have only worn the underwear, 3 skirts, 3 tops and 3 cardigans. Simply because everything makes me feel the fatness there. I WANT TO WEAR TROUSERS DAMN IT. I am so tempted to leave all these items at home when I go back upto Uni... then I will be SO uncomfortable that I WILL HAVE TO LOSE WEIGHT.
Shit I am leaving Paris today. Shit it has been 2 months and I got nowhere guys. Nowhere.
Seriously, two months?!
YES
Oh my word.
YES.
Phase MASS DISTRACTION of SSPS...
Wednesday 30th: - Clean room, get metro, get Eurostar, meet dad, see bro and his girlfriend.
Thursday 1st: - Morning in bed, walk into town, Haircut, meet Mrs Batters at the Vine for Diet Coke at 6pm.
Friday 2nd: - Day in London with Mrs Porter. No this does not mean food. We have warned her in advance.
Saturday 3rd: - JACKIE *WARNING AUNT THAT GIVES ME FOOD* Operation SSPS proceeds into FULL SNEAK STEALTH ATTACK!!
Sunday 4th: See Sophie for 'Lunch' (warned her - she knows already), drive to Leicester, sleep at Uncles with mum
Monday 5th: Drive from Leicester to Durham in am. Sort out uni room. Take picture to show you guys.
Tuesday 6th: 9am Doctors, 11am Keith Man Nurse.
Wednesday 7th: OH MY LORD FIND OUT TIMETABLE AND BUY MODULE GUIDES...
OH CRAP THE UNI YEAR HAS BEGUN...
i too am feeling mad crazy insane NEED to get SO MANY things done RIGHT NOW. also to get my life sorted out. so i am with you in panic mode. ok? at least you have a friend there :D
ReplyDeletemany things to say but have to toddle off to French class and hope to god that this diet soda sustains me through because i sure as hell am not eating anything. SSPS! fast or bust!
ok? so if i do not have to study like mad for French tonight (une examen demain?) then i will write long lovely stress-relieving emails to you.
DO NOT PANIC.
I LOVE YOU AND MY FISHES LOVE YOU AND YOU WILL BE OKAY.
:D