And so it's goes.
7:29pm. Watching Game Show Network. 'Cause it's highly amusing. Some girl just won a trip to Mexico. Lucky. Headache started. Chuck Woolery just walked on screen, he's everywhere nowadays.
7:56pm. Lingo is just ending. Survivor up next. Can't wait. I love it. But, I can't go five minutes without coughing. So... That's a downer. My buddy is doing the Wake-A-Thon at my school, along with my brother. ((I would have joined that, but we had already organized the famine by then.)) Apparently he's spelling things out. Randomly. Which doesn't surprise me. That's him. My parents deserted me. The house is dark. Oh noo...
8:43pm. First roadblock. Father eating dinner. In front of my face. Ah. Now the Mother's at it too. I just keep reminding myself what I'm doing this for. My motto? Sleep lots. Stay busy.
9:49pm. Watching the Food Network is NOT, and I repeat NOT, a good idea. Stupid Oreos. But I'm holding out. Lots of juice. And water. It's the plan. I can do this. Sleep lots. Stay busy. Sleep lots. Stay busy.
10:22pm. Real first craving has sunk in. And it's a bad one. Chocolate. One craving that'll kill me. My solution? Juice. I may hit the hay soon, trying to stick to the first part of my motto. This stage won't be that bad though. It'll be tomorrow after school. Because that's actually when I eat the most amount of food.
10:26pm. Antibiotic pill taken. But note, kitchen is a bad BAD place to be. You never realize it... Until you're actually in there. So many things that can totally ruin everything. I survived, and I'm avoiding the kitchen at all costs now.
10:52pm. I have been half badgered into making scones for my buddies doing the Wake-A-Thon at my school. I only say half badgered, because I kinda half have a craving to make them. Running a risk here. But I feel like being nice. So... Here I go...
11:25pm. Scones made. Will bake them tomorrow morning before school, because they only take like eight minutes. Feel like writing something. Going to now. Then I shall go to bed. If I can update tomorrow... I shall...
12:09am. Last log before I go to bed. Finished writing what I wanted to write. Only one of you will ever find out what it was. But... I'm resisting every urge to eat a piece of chocolate. It's calling my name I tell you. But... It's all good. Four hours in, and I'm not dead. I'm proud.
I'll try and keep you posted on tomorrow.
Bye!
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-RawrJamie
