August 11/93
Today I started my exercise tapes again. Well, actually I know the exercises off by heart so I do them to Madonna's You Can Dance album. So it feels great! I did them before but only for about a week or so and then I quit. But not this time I'm gonna keep going with them til I lose 4 inches everywhere. Then I will do it to keep myself down.
I have to eat sensibly too. God, that's going to be the hard part. I'm not like mega-huge or anything but I'm super short so I have to work extra hard at looking really slim. I mean, I wish I didnt' care about that stuff but I do. It's hard not to. It's hard not to when all the tall skinny girls are dating hot babes and here I am in my doc martens and plaids and hoping to get noticed. I could dress more sexy but I'm just not comfortable that way. It weird because I want to be noticed but I don't want to be the center of attention. I guess it all depends on who is doing the noticing.
Okay if I were to make a sketch of my body, I'd have the hips of a hippopotamus and a butt to match. I can live with my waist, and my boobs are good. So wish me luck.
God, I miss having a boyfriend. I miss dancing at dances with my friends and slow dancing with boys. Sometimes they'd move their hands down to my butt, haha. I feel like going to a dance or something.
My legs are actually killing me right now, but in a good way like when I use to figure skate.
I'm listening to the Beastie Boys. They're cool.
I also went shopping today and I got this cute tuque. It looks like what a granny wears to bed. And I got a Nine Inch Nails shirt. It goes down to my knees. Hopefully, it'll shrink. God, I hate being short sometimes.
Why is this summer so boring?
Oh yeah, all my friends are partying without me.
Oh well
Until Later
Your loyal owner