Why is it that anytime I am on a diet some flatmate either cooks pies 24/7 in the kitchen (first time metabolic balance in 2009) or tries to get off cigs (similar effect- loads of sugar and sweets around)?
I seriously need a place of my own soon- if just for that reason (AND the singing, preferably with thick walls- just in case). I absolutely LOVE the people here, but its hard staying off fat and sugar when it is just everywhere. ://
Also, I am pretty sure my style will be compared to Lady Gaga endlessly around here. She has just given a concert last week- and everything out of the norm visually just sticks in people's heads as "gaga" right here, right now. I can hear myself telling people over and over again: "no, I have nothing to do with her.."- sounding like a broken record. Even my flatmate cracks jokes on me, teasing me with being "gaga". :D..
I miss R., who is busy writing on his thesis- and he has been my stabilising pillar from the male camp for quite some time.
Everything else is pretty ok meanwhile. I am at the burnout clinic tomorrow, my course has started and is o.k. useful (read: not totally boring, which is a change)- and I am curious at the first pictures of me popping up in the press (and online).
