been quite long-

since i last updated.
dying from the piling stress and pressures.
earning significantly lesser money because i had to push away all my tuition assignments for the week. i forsee more of such circumstances next week.

this week is drawing to a close.
i'm going to fail my com reasearch paper for mid terms.
seriously.
i don't feel happy. but i guess it's over.
even if i don't fail, at most i can attain a C or B. which is shit.
anything other than A or A- is shit. B+ is acceptable.
sigh.

i'm not an elitist. but i really don't wish to simply PLOP from the darn list. after i worked so hard for it!
ROAR.

and i have rashes on my tummy area. GREAT.
IT BETTER DOESN'T SPREAD.
or i'll be one very pissed and itchy girl.
i don't even know where the rashes popped out from. this is so infuriating.

i wanna have smooth skin ok. tmd.

kayaking this weekend; pretty nervous.
but i guess the company of the boys will cheer me up a bit.
heh.

more projects. then finals 2 weeks later.
i don't even know when i'll have the time to feel my muscles relax.
i've never jogged since school reopened.
flabs.
i hate my body. really. still do. prolly still will.


bought more cardigans today. shopping for essentials.
got my pinknblack stripey socks. <3
got my black shorts FINALLY, at a steal too.
loves.
online shopping is addictive.
but i guess i know when to stop-
when i'm broke.
HA.

save for travel fund.
is not growing.
because i placed all the money into save for future fund.
LOL. how.
i really wanna travel.
life in singapore is sooooo boring.
i need a new breath of air.

i need to see the world.


travelling. missed.


it's funny how i keep saying i wanna slim down. yet i don't put my words into actions.

sighs.

i'm positive i'm growing fatter, uglier and stupider by the day.
it's not even self-fulfiling prophecies.
it's like almost a fact. observable. empirical. quantifiable.
FUCKKKKK.


so many wrong questions. dulanmax.
still itching. =((((


so tired.
lack of sleep.
ageing mans.
booooooo.

my brain seems retarded. not meant for work.
dead.


i'm so obsessed in the weight chase.
the diet fad.
the skinny illusions.
i've fallen deep.
i know it's wrong, it's psychological.
but i really am displeased with myself.


CHASE THOSE RASHES AWAY.