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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.


Location

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:

10K REACHED!
21K REACHED!
42K
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Thursday, November 24, 2011

1 egg: 62 calories
1 cheese slice: 42 calories
1 serving of papaya: 75 calories
1/2 of a Macvities biscuit: 37 calories

probably later in the day:
1 pack of tea/juice/milk: <200 calories
Jacobs oatmeal biscuits x3 : 114 calories
tomato: 55 calories

totals so far: 585 calories

training: -70calories * 3hrs = 210 calories

Net calories: 375 calories
Buffer of 125 calories

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Saturday, November 19, 2011

open up.

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somehow, sometimes, i can't help but to feel as though
i've taken a wrong turn down the road
of life.

bad decisions
micro decisions
that seemed so harmless at that point of time
that turned your life around
regrets that only start to creep up upon you
with a sudden realisation
years down the road.

too late.

we smile, and tell ourselves.
it's the experience that matters.
we have learnt our lessons

it was a fall,
we grew from the pain.
we've learnt and grown stronger

sometimes, the sadness
sneaks up upon you
regrets.

wouldn't it have been better?
if we never had to take that fall
or to take that hit.
the bruise to our ego

we healed and tended
nursed back to health
with blinding words of optimism

the only difference between those who fail
and those who succeed is not ability
but the mind set.

the little things that changed your life
without you even knowing

just a little bit more of self discipline.
we're halfway on the right track

you're right. a senior told me something, that stuck
something you've probably heard for a hundred million times
heard, but never listened

perhaps it was the conviction in the tone that it was said
or perhaps it was the genuine honesty that it was said
or perhaps it was in the unexpected concern and goodwill

it's about the consistent effort, not the last minute spurts
and the mindset that you're in. if you believe, and choose to believe that today will be a great day
and that you will get work done, you will.

spend less time surfing and doing useless stuff. focus.

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Friday, November 4, 2011

do you fear the future?

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Thursday, November 3, 2011

shit.
for the first time, perhaps in my life.
i truly feel like shit.

maybe what i need is not recognition.
what i need is actualy acheivements

insecurities.
not good enough.

everyday, when we try to pretend...

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