I'm just one malted milk biscuit away from finishing the whole packet, which I bought yesterday. I'm full, yet I can't stop munching. Must. Stop. Impulse. Snacking. SERIOUSLY. How bad things get! I'm getting nowhere with my freaking ASS-ignment and thinking that munching will help get my mind on it, which obviously failed, I'm forever going to stay a terrible student with a big hip*. :(
It's currently snowing quite heavily outside. December first and I'm already seeing snow-covered roofs in London. C'est la folie! Hehe I miss learning French :)
*A moment on the lips, forever on the hips - this rings in my ears after I stop snacking. Every time!
