I think I drink too much.

Oh, Vanessa Hudgens. I bet a lot of Americans find you annoying, but I love you. I want to BE you. You're so skinny... and you always pop up in fashion magazines because you're so bang-on-trend. You can sing, dance and look HOT.

... Plus, you're engaged to Zac Efron. That's kinda... well, that's a bit... cool, a bit.

He's not a bad-looking boy, is he?

What makes me envy you the most in THIS pic, though, is your waist. I am endlessly jealous of girls who have waists because it is something I lack entirely. Blame my mother for giving me a genetically apple-shaped body. When I put on weight, it goes to my middle. What I would do to be hourglass! I envy pear-shape girls too. They bitch and moan about having massive hips or thighs, but I think they look beautiful with their tiny waists and their child-bearing hips. I bet blokes see that and think - wow.

Apparently, a good waist-to-hip ratio is very important to the opposite sex. It subconsciously says to them, "I'm healthy and I'd be a good mother".

Bugger.

Oh, Vanessa Hudgens, your tiny waist... look at this, I can't stop going on about it. Let's take a closer look at it.



Sighhhh.

Anyway BACK TO MY UNI HOUSE TODAY HOORAH AWAY FROM THE TEMPTATION OF NASTY FOOD. My mum wrote me a shopping list and I was prepared to look at it and go "hmm, will be ignoring that" but it was actually pretty good.

I'm going to invent a new rule. For some reason I'm terrified of carbs. No idea why. I don't know if it even relates to my weight at all. ESPECIALLY bread. I figure it wouldn't be difficult to go a day without carbs (in fact, I try to avoid them as much as possible) - on a foody day, I could have cereal or yoghurt for breakfast, grilled chicken or fish with vegetables for lunch (I like lunch to be my biggest meal), salad or soup for dinner. I don't like eating carbs for dinner anyway. So my new rule is only to eat carbs every other day, and only for lunch or breakfast. And I can only eat carbs for one meal a day. I guess I'd pick lunch... maybe something like jacket potato with a healthy filling. I've taken to scraping out the potato mush and only eating the skin when I eat jacket potatoes these days. The fear of carbs attacks again!!

I'm going to make a horror movie about carbs. FAT GIRL II: REVENGE OF THE CARBS. Blaaaargh, run away from the bread monster!

Haven't faced Ricky yet.

Oh, and in case you're wondering about the title, I went out last night and got massively drunk... seriously, what the hell is wrong with me? True, last night a random guy kept buying me a lot of sambuca so that might have something to do with it, but that's not an excuse. My friend pointed out the other day that a lot of my stories start with "this one time, when I was drunk..."

Pull yourself together, Q. Sort your liver out before it's too late.

Catch ya later

Q x