I'm forty fucking four kg. (I'm so glad this blog's a secret) And counting the fact that I'm just a fucking 156. I bet my BMI's like one million or something.

AHHHHHHHHH.
I was already contemplating when I hit 43... now 44.
This calls for serious action.
I'll just eat apples everyday lah.

And somebody called me ugly today.
You
Are
So
Fucking
Dead.

I wanted to tell her "hey at least I'm skinnier than you" But then I hesitated cos I might grow fatter and uglier. Right now I just wont show myself to the world unless it's needed. I'm neither ready to diet nor exercise. I'll just have to figure myself out first. (that's what I've been trying to do forever)

Now I'm fat, ugly and stupid. (I cant even get an A for my Amath test)
And death cab's cd is 43bucks. Dont cry for me Argentina :~~~~~~~(
I hate my life... half-ly.
Sometimes it's good, sometimes it gets so bad.
Now you know, everytime something good happens, you have to give up something else.
What goes up, must come down.
DuHHHHHHHHhh.
Fun fact of the day huh




Ratass.