I'VE PEAKED.

OK, so three years ago I still thought the best was yet to come. I was gonna get svelte, learn how to dress for my shape and have better hair. 

Not so.

1095 days later: I'm still the same shape, dress in baggy t-shirts and leggings, and my hair is actually worse.

When I told my friends (it was just me who thought we hadn't peaked yet) one of them said "I don't think we've reached the steep part of the descent yet". Fucking great. Thank you very bloody much. 

In other news, I cant remember being 19. When did that happen? Where the hell was I? I can't imagine even being that age. 

It's depressing enough to make me eat the Daim bar I can see out of the corner of my eye… YOU ARE GOING BACK IN THE FUCKING DRAWER.