Today is the start of phase 2 of my diet. I believe I can do this. I am so lucky to have people surrounding me who care about me and support me. It makes me think of my friend who has no one at home. Only fear of being beaten. I miss her and the worst part is that I have no idea if she's okay. All I can do is have faith that God will protect her.

I doubt anyone's reading this, but if you are hi. By most standards I'm a pretty normral teenaged girl except I'm 100lbs overweight. I have this feeling that this year is going to be a big year for me. I started a diet last week and I'm hoping it will yeild results. This isn't going to be a deep essay about life or a dramatic story. It's just the story of an average teenage girl.