Fail.

Unsurprisingly, after promising myself I would give up something for Lent this year, I failed. Originally, I thought biscuits would be a good treat to give up; I don't eat them that often, but I thought it would break me in gently for the years ahead - maybe I would build up to giving up bread or cheese when I was 25.

But no. My boyfriend unhelpfully said, "Biscuits! That's rubbish. Why don't we give up sweets and chocolate instead?" Ambitious I thought to myself, but no I decided to give it a go.

Needless to say he came to my house with a sheepish look upon his face and said, "I ate some M&Ms today without thinking! Can we start again?" While explaining to him that Lent didn't work like that, I realised like most boys they have never had to give up goodies - us girls are experienced in depriving ourselves when we start feeling chubbier. However, we decided to just give up chocolate and carry on like nothing had happened.

Until we ventured to an all-you-can-eat buffet complete with a chocolate fountain. Now, anyone who resists that tempting fountain of melted chocolate deserves some kind of recognition from the Queen; an OBE/MBE or something. I've been eating chocolate ever since to make up for that whole week of deprivation. Unfortunately, once again, I've had to switch my Lent to 'giving up' smoking. Pitiful.

Next year while I'm at University I will give up something - and it won't be difficult. I won't have any money to buy any food anyway.