You are my sweetest downfall.

This is getting out of hand. Some smoke. I drink Diet Coke.

I cannot stop. Today I took note... it's gotten to the six cans a day stage.

I get a tenner a day for lunch from my loving mother (until such time as I get my first pay lodgement). 60% of that goes on Diet Coke, 20% on buses... which leaves me two euro for food. Which does me. Packet of skips and a Wispa... sorted. But alas, this lacks a key element of eating... nutrition.

I calculated it out today. At this rate, I'll be spending over two grand a year on DIET COKE. I'm Diet Coke-ing myself out of house and home. This time next year, I'll be living on the street, toothless, after my beloved enamel gives up the ghost because it just CANNOT TAKE THE ACID EROSION ANYMORE. I'll be the poster girl for capitalism gone wrong.

I'll drop out of college because it's eating into my Diet Coke consumption time. Maybe I'll sell my body to the corporation for experiments in exchange for unlimited beverage.

"Thou shalt not buy Coca Cola products" should continue as "for thou shalt end up homeless, twitching and stump-mouthed".

The MNC's bitch.

When did it become this way?!

Four cans a day this week. Three cans next. Two will be my minimum, but by then I'll be human.

Say NO to Diet Coke.*




* (on the off chance that one of their lawyers reads this and takes me for everything I'm worth, allow me to note that I think Diet Coke is rather yummy)