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I'm getting skinnier. My tummy's thinning out a bit. And I'm glad for it. I still want to be a little pudgy, though. I'm an eskimo, I'm supposed to be.

I'm going to go with Jay on Wednesday. We're going to do some photos. I've been studying Suicide Girls so that maybe I can get some pose ideas and some confidence.

I was really shy last time. Sunday. Well, I went over there Sunday. Fell asleep on the couch while doing my homework. He spent about an hour drawing me sleeping there. Then we took a few photos so he could airbrush a few later.

But Wednesday, I'm hoping I'll be much, much better. And I hope maybe there will be some good ones, and I'll send a few in with my Suicide Girls application. I would love to be a Suicide Girl. That would be amazing. That would be terribly great for my self esteem and for my mind in my current state of life.

I keep seeing such babes, walking around, with their little tight punk pants and gorgeous hair. Boys that would kiss other boys. Problem is, they're all in my head. I wish I could make an imaginary boy toy.

Maybe I won't have to, once I become a Babe. A Suicide Girl.