Dear Secret Heart i ran the mile this morning and it sucked big winkie. i've been nausiated ever since. i wish the more i ate the more weight i'd loose. i'd be Twiggy by now. Katrina and I went shopping yesterday for five and a half hours. i bought a sweet-ass pink and black checkered belt and some hardcore earrings with a skull and razorblades on them. they're the sex. *sigh* i don't think my depression pills are doing anything. i still feel... well... depressed. i'm so glad it's friday. i get to sleep tonight.