Changing room and The Browns

I hate us girls all changing together. They always have their catty whispers at me, or at other large girls. So all I do is shove on my shirt with my head held high, not caring if I'm a size 8 or a 4 (for you Americans, a 4 is a zero.) Right now my only friends is this blog and TLC. My FAVOURITE show is Sister Wives. Who cares if some people don't like it? They carry on with their lives, and THAT'S what I find right with this, bubbling, busy family. They're all so close to each other. It doesn't matter what I believe in, they seem to be happy and that's what matters. Here are a few demotional and shocking things:

I have never shaved, even seen, a llama.

I will never have a boyfriend and end up being a warty toothless nun.

I'm talking, and no-one's listening.