Oh good lord...

I've discovered some photos from about five years ago. I was fat. And ugly.

This sounds like realising I'm not the best looking person in the world is a huge revelation. It isn't. But seriously, if you think I'm bad now, look at me when I was 15. Actually disgusting.

These photos could possibly explain why no boy took any interest in me for a very long time.


Dear, dear, dear.

In other news I have a pressing 2500 word essay to write for tomorrow. The question being 'How was it that in the interwar period, liberal democracy was able to survive in Britain and France, but not in Germany or Italy?'.

I have not yet started it and it's 00:10. Why do I do this? I've just had three weeks off university but have not done any work at all. Why am I so awful?

I also have three monologues to learn for Saturday and two scripts for other plays. Aswell as a 3000 word essay and a presentation due for next week. Life is Bleak.

I'm also rather distracted by my new discovery; http://www.formspring.me/Melissarynn

People (so far) have not hurdled me with the abuse I expected so that's all good? Though I am awaiting a bombardment of insults soon as you can't have a formspring without getting it. (Once again fat teenage self making my older self paranoid?)

Over and out to write about how the Weimar republic was a bit rubbish really...