Justine

Sometimes, I wish I had an eating disorder. Just sometimes. Now, is one of those 'sometimes'. What I'm trying to say is that, I wish I was strong enough to either say No to 4 scoops of ice cream, or have the courage to gag myself after. Now you're thinking: "Mental", her judgment's clouded, she can't tell right from left, 1 + 1 = window. No, not actually. I've just got my period.

So after dinner, my mom and I spent 2 hours untangling all the knots in my hair! My hair is now knot free, guys! I might start using a comb. I dunno..... Then my mom got cheesed off with my brother who came home with champagne grapes, when he was sent out to get normal sized grapes. My mother will not even look at the champagne grapes. I'm only kidding, of course. She just refuses to eat them. She's convinced that they've been genetically modified. I'm pretending to be anti- champagne grapes too. But I secretly think they are nice. I think I'll bring some to school tomorrow.

GM food is all the rave now. Or maybe not. I had a Geography test on GM food crops, a few days back. (It was all the rave then.) Are you pro- GM, or are you my mother? Ahahaha, psssh! I guess GM food can be harmful. Although, it has led to an increase in food production. But.... Whatever. I'm not about to start on the benefits and threats of GM food. Hello? Save it for the O' levels, man.

You know, I could love you. I really could. But anyway, bring on August! July's been a whirlwind. Gotta go, stay gold!