I just finally realised why I can't like, lose weight. Because all I have at home are potato chips, chocolate and mouldy fruit, and I'm not even kidding. I go downstairs this morning hungry, see mouldy fruit in the fridge, which I'm of course not going to eat. Open the cupboard and there are 4 bags of chips. 4! Aaaaaand Snickers and Tim Tams. Realization people. What can I possibly eat out of MOULDING CRAP, chips and chocolate? Okay I need to get the idea that I can COOK FOR MYSELF in my head, I always cook for my darling but never just for myself, or it just doesn't occur to me then.
NTS: Cook for thyself.

Day 3 of the cold war with dad. Before y'all think I'm some spoiled brat, the situation is: My doorknob spoiled a couple days ago, and... and... wait for it... he scolded me for OPENING IT AND CLOSING IT TOO MUCH.
Which makes me think, are parents' or children's logic more unfathomable? Beats me.
The worst part of this is that I can't ask him whether I can go to ................ Ugh. Some part of me is wondering if he's doing it on purpose just so I can't go to ............... because I just can't begin to understand how he can think that the doorknob spoiling is really my fault.

Just realised how much of pigs we were last night! We went to 2 restaurants and had an appetizer and 2 main courses each! Okay maybe THAT is why I'm fat. But the prawns fajitas.. were maybe worth it. Slightly drunk last night too, on a chamomile mojito from Graze. Not bad but like everything else there, overpriced. NBG > Graze.