I found some of my old shorts in the storage room today while I was looking for my old uniform skirt. I figured I could shorten it to above the knee and wear it instead of buying a new one. Well. These shorts are as old as shit, and I obviously did not see myself fitting into them anymore. But wonder of all wonders, I did. God. I feel so fat. I've set myself on a rigid diet. No lunch, small breakfast, salad for dinner. No snacking. Water ONLY to drink. I need to lose weight. Bought some Algebra workbooks at BAM. I cannot afford to lose my touch over the summer. Must keep up with brain and schoolwork. Fox hasn't been herself lately. I'm worried. I really hate to see her down. For some reason I think I'm too protective of her--I bash anyone who upsets her. Probably because she's been such the best person ever. She's had it rough. I will not tolerate anyone giving her any shit at all. I finished my one-shot. Heh. Another fic from hell, written up by yours truly. And I'm only posting it on FtD. Fox, my test reader, loved it immensely. Eh. I think it sucks. Most of my work does. Love most of you, other I despise, Lili (PSST! LENA!! I *WILL* GET THAT CHAP DONE!!)