Dieting

The time has come. The truth of the matter is I'm overweight, and no matter how often someone says, "Oh, you look fine," I don't feel fine, and I think that's what's most important. Depression is fueled by many factors, but my belly and thighs and hips and ass don't have to be any of them. Unfortunately, I can't really start said diet until the summer, since my current food shopping situation doesn't quite allow it, but after my post-graduation Dublin/Paris trip...just you wait. It's going to be epic.

In other news: Emma Roberts and I could have been BFFs in another life. Just saying.