I am an obese person stuck in a little girl's body.

I have a significant conflict happening within me right now. I have this strong desire to make the time go a little faster, do the things I need to do to get out of here, do well, etc. And this thing constantly rubbing against it saying "you don't really feel like doing anything, do you?" -- just this big heavy weight of no-motivation and this lightness of "but it's all so grand really, isn't it?" You know? Maybe not. It's not such a big deal anyway.

I don't want to do homework. I do want to get out of here. I want to want to do everything. I also want to eat a cheeseburger. But I have made it almost ten months without one. I'm not giving up now. It's also been one year and almost ten months since I drank Mountain Dew, in any form or flavor. It's the little things, eh?