Oh darling, I was never free for the taking.

Obessions of late: Lisa Mitchell, Miss Martini cocktails and x & y bar.

Been starving myself since 8 last night for World Vision 40hr famine, I have never, ever appreciated food and the novelty of being able to eat whatever I want, whenever I want more .

Last night Amy and I had our first night out together. We had dinner at the Fox which was really good (ignoring the fact I am so hungry now, a spag bog sanga was looking good) and just trotted around West End then made our way to the Valley where we bar hopped and danced the night away with Col. x&y bar was a fave, the interior was so cool and the non pretentious clientele and music that wasn't pure sound and computerised bleeps and blops added to the chicness of the place.

My intestines have honestly been consumed by my disgruntled stomach. Considering the lack of sensible and coherent thoughts I am having, I think my brain is also being slowly digested.

Just got back from the movies with twinnies and T and Amy. We saw The Ugly Truth, which was great fluffy nothingness to take away from the roar of our stomachs. (Mine, T and Amy's that is.) It had Izzie in it from Grey's Anatomy which makes me smile. Everything about Katherine Heigl is kick bum, right down to her refreshing honesty and lack of facade when she's being interviewed.

I DONT EVEN KNOW WHY I AM WRITING ABOUT THIS! WHY!

Oh I know, because I haven't eaten for 25 and a half hours. I feel dizzy and sick. But really whats sickening is that I can go upstairs at any time and eat more food in one serving that what say, an poor Indian family will consume in a week. That thought chills me to the core. Whats sickening is yay for me, tomorrow I'm going to have a hearty serving of wedges with sour cream and chilli sauce but tomorrow 25,000 children will die because they couldn't get a bowl of rice. I know these statistics are wasted and lost on our society now because honestly, it's all been said before. People have become immune and hardened their hearts. Tomorrow someone will get up and go to work, bitch about their marriage, bitch about coffee prices, bitch about Sunday trading, bitch about the Subway cue, about chipped nail polish, about a headahce, about a blister on their foot, about dogs barking, about slow internet, about petrol and traffic about the rude waitress and about Farmtown clogging up their facebook home page.

Tomorrow while everyone is bitching about irrelevancies like nail polish and running out of milk, twenty five thousand children will have died.

Suddenly 26 hours without food pales in comparison, right?

My brain hurts. I'm going to bed.

Love,

Jackiex