Sometimes I wish

Oh my this cake is good.. it's been one of those disappointing few days when all you do is cry and eat cake. And just as I was starting to get half an ab.. only on the left side mind you, but it's still something. Why have a become a cake fiend you ask? Ohhh just the usual. I dared to hope.. that always comes back and kicks me in the teeth. And to add insult to injury, I've been listening to old pseudocasts that a certain someone made me a couple of years ago.. depression city. It's bad enough that I can't listen to half the music on my ipod coz it reminds me of better times, so naturally I'm going to listen to a custom made playlist that was made to cheer me up on the way home from uni. I think I'm a masochist..

What else.. oh yes, tomorrow is St Patrick's Day, the day where everyone goes to the pub and gets drunk, and I'm not allowed to drink! Fuck this.. I was in the pub after work on Sat as well and I couldn't drink. AND I have a hen party on Fri and I'm not supposed to be drinking.. but I'm going to ignore that coz if I don't drink and I have to sit and listen to all of them drunk, I'm going to stab myself in the face. This two week mini diet is fucking me over big time. It's almost over though so I might just forfeit the last two days. That's if I bother going out tomorrow.. I may not.. depends what my brothers are doing.

+ major distraction and faff +

Right, I think I'm going to go look through catalogues and mark the things I want to put in my new room to cheer me up. I might make a scrapbook... depends how arsed I could be.