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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.


Other Goals:

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Wednesday, July 13, 2011

personal post:it's more for myself. just a record of stuff i guess.

tentative. annoyed. hopeful.
staying optimistic.
believing.

disappointed.
angry. at myself.

looking forward.
trying.

it's working a bit at a time.
i hope it's enough.

trust.
trust in yourself.

i refuse to whine and moan.
i'm doing better in my games. i'm catching batter. i'm making more confident catches.
i'm sure of myself in my abilities. i'm getting my backhand throws.
i feel the flow. it's a fluid motion. it feels good. it feels slick.
it's like a golden trickle. a graceful motion. almost beautiful.

work a little harder for your studies ok?
math. get it up. more practice.

learn to understand the subjects.
get ahead of the subjects.

c'mon. you can. never give up.
believe.we will get there one step at a time.
just keep it up. improve. get better.
be better. trust in yourself.

心有多大,舞台就会有多大!

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
rambly stuff aside,

How Big are Your Dreams?

i means seriously, how big are your dreams? and are you chasing them?
are you giving your all to get there?
do you still remember the first time, when you looked up at the skies,
be it the fluffy white clouds that were floating by as you made your passing wish to grow up to be someone big? or the twinkling stars of the night sky as you looked out your window and wondered if you'd ever make it out there?

well what have you been doing all these years?
have you been following your dreams? have you been doing anything to get there?
or have you languished and let go of it? letting it die and slip through your fingers as everything else in life tried to claw you apart?

have you let society beat you down? have you bought into someone else's belief that you can't make it? that you're not good enough?

Because you are, and you can? don't ever loose track of your dreams?
worse still, never give up on them.
don't let that kid in you die. the kid that was fearless, the kid that had yet to hear the lies that society and everyone else feeds you. the kid who dreamed of of the stars, the moon and the universe.
the kid who believed, in a future. the kid who (still dared) to wish upon a star.

so what if we've gotten side tracked by all this crap that once used to drag us down and pull us into the murky depths of a faceless average.

we are all beautiful. we are all unique. and don't you dare let anyone tell you otherwise.

we might have wasted a part of our lives on stuff that we aren't proud of.
we might have made mistakes. we might have let opportunities slip us by.

but we're not going to do that forever, till the end of our lives.

we are changing for the better. we are getting better.
we are learning from our past mistakes.

those years were and are the things that make us stronger, the things that make us appreciate life all the more. they are reminders, battle scars telling us to live life to the fullest. our imperfections only serve as avenues for us to better ourselves. our imperfections allow us to make ourselves all the more better.


treasure each day. fight to the end. give your all.
give your best effort. no regrets.

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