Grow a pair, and just ask her.

Every day I try to fast, I just cant make it. About 4:00 in the afternoon I just binge. And Mums home by then, so I can't purge.
Its a vicious cycle.

I have decided not to do Tony Ferguson. Not because Mum said no, because I cant afford it. :/
Mum also decided that the yard doesn't need to be kept tidy, so she wont pay me to do that. Which means my income is now down to $25 a week.

The gym charges $44 a fortnight, so I should be covered there. And if I only go after Mum comes home, I don't have to pay for a Taxi.
This would all be so great... If I could just tell mum this is what I want to do.

I don't know what I'm actually scared of... I mean, I am legally an adult now, so I can do what I want, but I guess she could stop paying me to clean...

But then I can always ask Dad to pay me to clean up around his house... God knows he needs help.

Blah. I just have to suck it up, and ask her.
I have a bad feeling about it, but...

Waaaaah! I just know shes gonna say no...
Blah. Life is lame. :p
Wish me luck!

Home again home again.

I went out to my Dads for a week, ate everything in sight. Gain half a kg. I'm so gross. :p

Looks like mums friend has forgotten about the exercise bike...
Aaand I dont want to be rude and ask her for it...
But I really need it.

I saw one for only $250 in a sports shop yesterday... If I had that much, I would have bought it, without a second thought.

I should probably join a gym again... I cancelled my last membership because I never went...
In my defense though, it was ment to be a joint effort with my cousin, and she never went, so I never went... She was my ride there.






I hate being fat.