No One Is Thinking About You. They're

I Realize It Has Become Too Easy To Find A Diet To Fit In With Whatever You Happen To Feel Like Eating And That Diets Are Not There To Be Picked And Mixed But Picked And Stuck To, Which Is Exactly What I Shall Begin To Do Once I've Eaten This Chocolate Croissant.

Oh God. Valentine's Day Tomorrow. Why? Why? Why Is (the) Entire World Geared To Make People Not Involved In Romance Feel Stupid When Everyone Knows Romance Does Not Work Anyway. Look At (the) Royal Family. Look At Mum And Dad.

Oh God, What's Wrong With Me? Why Does Nothing Ever Work Out?

9p.m. My Flat. Feel Very Strange And Empty. Is All Very Well Thinking Everything Is Going To Be Different When You Come Back But Then It Is All The Same. Suppose I Have To Make It Different. But What Am I Going To Do With My Life? I Know. Will Eat Some Cheese.

I Am A Child Of Cosmopolitan Culture, Have Been Traumatized By Supermodels And Too Many Quizzes And Know That Neither My Personality Nor My Body Is Up To It If Left To Its Own Devices. I Can't Take The Pressure.