The (attempted) Comeback

How do you know you haven't blogged in a really really real-ly long while: you cant remember how to add a new post. So its that time of year again when the year is about to end and you wonder (just for the heck of writing your blog so you can put off starting your major assignment- im sick of writing in the second person so now I) have i accomplished enough?Wow this is boring me too.ugh i feel sick.Too much food in my tummy..*pukey*

I'll tell you what i have done through out the year-obsess, obsess over my weight. Its been over a year and i haven't eaten an entire or even half a packet of king chips.Or had a proper slice of cake (unless i'm skipping lunch and going right to dessert) but now my body is rebelling, it wants more, no longer will banana and yogurt suffice, it wants pasta that everyone else on the table is having( or maybe that's just my lack of self control).But the point of this rambling is that i miss being carefree. I miss having a burger and a chocolate sundae in one meal-happier times. However, nostalgia and my very compelling sweet tooth are over powered by-well Kate Moss puts it quite accurately-"nothing tastes as good as skinny feels". While, i don't live by this, whats scary is that i wish i did. I may roll my eyes every time there is a comment about my insanity,but honestly, i know its true (well not entirely-denial?). I count calories, i wanted a weighing scale for my birthday, i constantly want to be reassured that I'm not fat, if i could i may even have kind of starved my self, its disconcerting, its obsessive, its true.

Obsession-its turned me into a girl obsessed.