Must... refrain...
Taiwan! Are you fast approaching? You'd better be!
I'm slogging myself to school everyday to work hard for my exams, (skip lunch to) save up for the shopping trip, and working out the Wii Fit board lest I gain weight when I come back.
It's true, how my friend said that slim/skinny people complain how fat they still are. 2 weeks ago, I met up with my secondary school band section mates for dinner and I arrived on time with some. We started conversation and somehow it led to travelling to Taiwan and about losing weight. I felt awful after complaining how I fit snuggly into my F21 jeans when school reopened, when I still had at least 1cm of free room before the holidays. [Must get to those stairs at SP - they can kill!] I made a very hypocritical comment during the convo, but all's well throughout the dinner. I had never ever laughed so much since poly life started, thanks to my good ol' friends.
Throughout my life so far, I have always had this taboo or "curse" following my imagination. That is, the more I imagine certain life scenarios to be perfect and flawless, the more it doesn't come true. This statement is true! - because I've got 2 undesired admirers unknowingly. What's worse, the friends that I think that won't date... actually has partners! *stabs myself* This made me feel inferior. Goodness, is this called desperation? Or do I just need a very very good friend?!
My perfect solution would be retail therapy. And hot spring. At Taiwan.
ASAP.
What am I talking here - I'm just too lazy to continue my tutorials. Ugh.
I'm slogging myself to school everyday to work hard for my exams, (skip lunch to) save up for the shopping trip, and working out the Wii Fit board lest I gain weight when I come back.
It's true, how my friend said that slim/skinny people complain how fat they still are. 2 weeks ago, I met up with my secondary school band section mates for dinner and I arrived on time with some. We started conversation and somehow it led to travelling to Taiwan and about losing weight. I felt awful after complaining how I fit snuggly into my F21 jeans when school reopened, when I still had at least 1cm of free room before the holidays. [Must get to those stairs at SP - they can kill!] I made a very hypocritical comment during the convo, but all's well throughout the dinner. I had never ever laughed so much since poly life started, thanks to my good ol' friends.
Throughout my life so far, I have always had this taboo or "curse" following my imagination. That is, the more I imagine certain life scenarios to be perfect and flawless, the more it doesn't come true. This statement is true! - because I've got 2 undesired admirers unknowingly. What's worse, the friends that I think that won't date... actually has partners! *stabs myself* This made me feel inferior. Goodness, is this called desperation? Or do I just need a very very good friend?!
My perfect solution would be retail therapy. And hot spring. At Taiwan.
ASAP.
What am I talking here - I'm just too lazy to continue my tutorials. Ugh.