The Begining.

Recently I made a decision to change my life, for the better.
I've been looking in old notebook and finding I have the same goals I wrote down six years ago.

26th December 2003
Goals for new year-
Be skinny
Get a life
Fix self
Stop hating mirrors
Stop hating self
buy more make up.


I know right? Thirteen year olds are so extremley superficial. But I'm nineteen now and I'm basically wishing for the same. And thats really sad, in a pathetic way not in a poor me way.


I suppose, we all ahve our insecurities, I have one friend who declares hatred for the size of her bottom every time she gets ready for a night out, another who wears multiple of waist reducing knickers when ever she goes on an important outing, infact most of my friends have obvious insecurities. The only one I can think of who doesn't quite obviously has a superiority complex. Which I suppose is a sign of insecurity in itself.

Anyway, I decided to count mine and and then decided I have way too many. And thats going to change. But so is something else; this time instead of focusing on a new Pip I'm improving on the one I am right now. I'll always be insecure in some ways, I just refuse to let it own me anymore.

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