In reference to that half a pound below

I'm gonna say I'm like...96% positive I gained it back. See, I made the mistake (AGAIN) of going food shopping while hungry. The entire time I'm there I'm looking at all this stuff I want to buy. I spent forty-five minutes walk back and forth through the frozen food section. FORTY FIVE MINUTES! And what did I end up buying? What I always end up buying...Well, for the most part.
I was just leaving with my Red Barron pizza (amazeballs), and I happened to glance over at the frozen cookie dough. And do you know what is right next to the frozen cookie dough? Pillsbury Doughboy Cinnamon buns. My mouth immediately watered and I nearly flooded the aisle with my drool. I hadn't had a cinnamon bun in a long time. Too long.
I inched over to them. Meanwhile, my brain was screaming at me to step away immediately. My ass agreed because it knew it meant more time on that damn eliptical machine. I got so close my nose was almost touching the can. Every single ounce of my being wanted to scoop up that can and run from the store. But I didn't. No. I stayed strong. I turned around and started walking away. Plus, a dollar sixty-seven is a little too expensive.
I started to proudly walk away and towards the cash registers when I spotted, in a seperate freezer marked CLEARANCE, a can of Pillsbury Doughboy Cinnamon buns on CLEARANCE. On clearance I tell you! I grabbed them, ran to the front and hurriedly bought them before I could change my mind. I made them and distributed them out between me and my roommates.
From now on, I am going to make shirts for myself. And on these shirts it shall say: FAT GIRL ON DIET. DO NOT LET HER BUY FOOD FROM YOU. (SERIOUSLY. WE TAKE THIS SHIT SERIOUSLY). With a picture of my face below.