POSITIVITY.

I’m a pessimistic 19 (20 in Oct) year old History student from London, England.

I’m overweight and stereotypically bubbly/jolly/any other word you associate with a fat person.

For the last year or so I have been ‘seeing’ a guy I lived in dorms with - BAD MOVE. Fast forward to the beginning of my second year living with him and we barely talk. Not that I know why. Apparently guys fuck you over like that.

I’ve moped. I’ve cried. I’ve complained to pretty much everyone who will listen. Then I went on StumbleUpon and read some self help crap. Apparently I’m ruining my life.

So here I go. Positivity. Fuck him. I’m better than that.

10 GOOD THINGS ABOUT TODAY

1) Me & Tang and our j.
2) Feeling awake for once.
3) Positive attitude.
4) Donated to two charities.
5) Slinky the cat.
6) Talking to Gareth.
7) Tang’s reaction to the stain.
8) Sitting in the park.
9) Music jams on the train home.
10) Listening to Busted. MEMORIES.