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Welcome♥

i hope you like oranges. and kiwis.
and lemons.and oranges.
i like oranges. they're really pretty. and nice.like goldfishes. and the sun.


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Floating in dreamland. where all the foods are imaginary.
and all the people are nice.
And even if they weren't we could always wake up.

Oneday.

tomorrow. (maybe)

The Girl



>>is way too fat.


Height: 5'7"
CW: 106 (47.7kg) D:
HW: 119


Old Goals: 112!

GW1: 110! (50)
by 23 mar


GW2: 107 (48.5)
by 31 mar

REACHED!
(11 Nov)

GW3: 105 (47.5)
by 20 Nov


GW4: 103 (46.5/47)
by 31 Nov


GW5: 100 (45.5)
by 31 Dec



UGW: 99 (45)


UUGW: 97

UUGW: to be ethereal. weightless. like those beautifully crafted paper dolls and the air.


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Wednesday, December 29, 2010

I’m really pleasantly surprised actually. I headed down to the “sin-seh” with my mom today to get my foot checked. It’s been bothering since I was 7. it’s more like an on and off thing. These few days my mom has been pushing a lot of traditional asian stuff on me. Not that I dislike it, I’m just saying :P


So we headed there and took a number. Yep, they’re actually pretty high tech now. Not your stuck in time little shop houses where the doctors perch like vultures amongst their odds and ends of mysterious roots, flowers, plants and what not. :D

So while I was there, the sin-seh / doctor /specialist that was supposed to treat me wasn’t there, so we were directed to another one. So they basically just gave me a few cool sounding pills and concoctions that were supposed to help you detox and restore balance. Turns out one of the meds they prescribed me was something similar to a herbal laxative. Hmm…

That’s definitely a bonus right? :D

A legal, medical excuse to take 20ml of laxxies everyday? Booya! Now I kind of feel bad that I’m thinking these thoughts :X

Anyways, I’m going to try them out, and see how things go :D

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Monday, December 27, 2010

i was complimented today for being "self-sufficient". for cooking up a fat-ass breakfast. i'm not quite sure whether i should laugh, cry or beat myself up. it feels odd being lauded for being able to whip up instant binge foods. my disgusting 20 minute meals of heavenly carbs.


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Friday, December 24, 2010

i could scribble endless ramblings down the the back of your hand, down the lines of your arm. the whole world would be our canvas. we'd dance through the empty streets. like paupers. or kings. like we owned the world. and breathe. the lingering wisps of white. bright colours. neon signs. the streetlights blurring into each other. melding. and silent screams. hidden. we're floating on. helium balloons. lost in the music and the time of the day.

it doesn't matter. anymore. a concentrated dose of pure ecstasy. coursing through my veins. pure joy. no needles please. we're someplace else altogether. we could take on the world together. invincible. nothing's going to stop us now. we've got too much to give. too much to live.

tumbling through the bedsheets. an expanse of pure white. feather. down. unadulterated adrenaline. every cell. awakened. we're finally alive.

i could seriously hug the whole world right now.



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hey ya'll.
feeling random.
school starts in 15 days i think?
a long enough span for me to try to drop back down to 47 at least.
funny how i'm saying that after stuffing my face with turkey.
funnier still, that i didn't try to up it all.
should i be proud of myself?
i'm aiming for 45 though. but 43 would be pure bliss.
translated, that would be 103, 99, 95.


somehow reading this i think any normal person would be completely mystified.
see if you figured out what the above was about :D


i love you. all of you. every single being in this world.
except for monkeys and those weird creepy birds.
i want to hug the whole world right now.

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Saturday, December 18, 2010

in a daze.
i'm not quite sure whether i should feel happy or not.
maybe i should just let the issue pass.
i mean i can always get la**ies again right?
maybe i should just be more careful over where i hide my stashes of ED related stuff.

i'm thinking of getting a nice little safe box. so i can lock everything personal inside.
=no more stupid confrontations.
gosh. they just seriously need to leave my room alone.

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