My mom just left. When she saw me she said I lost a lot of weight, that I'll become anorexic...
So I ate like a pig.
Sometimes I went to the bathroom and barfed into the sink.
My flatmate is a fucking bitch. But I don't care, in two weeks I'll be gone. I will spend two other weeks at my mom's or at my sister's then I will spend one month in southend on sea and then if I can I will spend the last of my summer vacation with my brother in Bristol.
Can't wait. But I'm afraid I will have to eat.