Day 109/367

I actually revised. For about an hour. Then I gave up.

Brinley kept mollestering me and then I teased him because he said he wouldn't mollest me so I took my top and bra off and went up to him massaging my boobs.

I wore a belt round my waist for the whole of last night and most of today and my waist went down to 24/25 inches instead of 26 and I wore my supertight muse tshirt when I went to see Scream 4 with Brinley and his friends. I think I looked hot. Both of his friends hugged my when I was saying bye too. Hoped I felt skinny/booby.

Oh god, I feel really bad about Dad. I saw him for the first time in about 2 weeks today and I won't be seeing him tomorrow because I'm going to Brinley's instead of seeing my granny and grandad AND I missed last Sunday with them too. I told Dad it was because I was revising.

I shouldn't feel too bad about that today. He's so socially retarded. He burps really loudly in public and talks about people when they're within earshot. Ugh.

Day 99/367

I went to the gym this morning with Brinley and failed so much at doing planks. We saw the Polish boy who spanked me about a year ago and said my boobs and hair were fake.

Me and Brinley came back to my house and did some more steamyness, although I felt like a mong because I hadn't dehaired my snailtrail on my belly and had 2 huge spots on my face and my underarms were hairy and I kept worrying about my saggy-ass boobs.

Tomorrow will be better. We're gonna be home alone all day.

Day 95/367

I broke the green and blue shag band.

Brinley saw my naked boobs. He said I was a pornstar. It was a bit of a beamer, we were just standing facing my window (he was behind me) and from outside there's a monument people can see into my bedroom from. Oops.

There was a lot of steamy fondling going on that day. Against a wall. I asked him to pick me up and he did. Against a wall. And we did some uber kissing. Against that wall.

Day 77/367

I hate. Colds.

Today was pretty minging. I wore shorts which didn't help because my registration teacher keeps picking on me for wearing jeans. I keep getting notifications on facebook. I feel way popular.

Someone asked me on formspring:

"Youve got some set of tits lol what size?"

I replied 28AAA and made myself chuckle out loud. What a saddo I am.

Day 62/367

That girl who I've mentioned before, the one who thinks she has huge tits was going on about them today. She said they were more than a handful. A B cup? Dude. You need 2 hands to hold one of mine, and its still not completely covered.

Today I was taking a dump and examining the Joop! advert. It's got a man with a yellow unzipped playsuit splashing into water. The yellow and blue contrasted good and it was certainly  eyecatching (as all Joop adverts are) but I wasn't going to have that creep looking at me wiping my erse.

I told the Ex I was going to get naked and wet. (I was showering). He said he didn't care. Fingers crossed that my text gave him a raging boner. And a spot of precum.

Day 36/367

I experimented with sellotape after my shower whilst waiting for my bra to dry. I sellotaped my boobs up into perky pornstarness. It looked good under a tshirt, but if that tshirt was removed the viewer would be completely dissapointed in your DIY wonders.

I have to print my english essay tomorrow to show the whole class...oh god! How completely crazy-embarrasing!

After trying and testing many spot reducing gels and creams the grand prize still goes to toothpaste. I squeezed it out in its jolly stripiness and applied it to the volcano on my chin. (Oh dear, yesterday I was complaining at length to Jacob about aforementioned spot and the gorgeous Latvian boy was right behind me. I noticed him looking down a lot and wondered if he was checking out my butt or just trying not to trip on the stairs.)

I also discovered that if you position a mirror with another mirror so you can see yourself, and hold in your thighs from the front you can see what you'd look like if you were size 6. Quality!