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Saturday, April 28, 2007 12:59 pm
MR THINSPIRATION THINKS HE'S FAT.
know you know what i have to tolerate. YOU COULD JUST IMAGINE LIVING WITH MY BRO. i'm totally surprised that i haven't quite developed an eating order just yet. i've decided to label my brother
"mr thinspiration". and what can i say? the poor child is depressed. he's come to the realisation that he's FAT. yes, my brother is fat. or so he thinks. his reasoning? WELL, his stomach is getting less concaved by the day. OH GEE. the world's about to collapse, and children are dying all over the world, let alone africa. and yes, and my brother thinks he's fat. (i think my brother sounds like some disillusioned ana/mia.) and that is darnn hilarious!!!!(: FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!! [this is so judgemental of me, and yet terribly hypocritical. apologies.]
i find this all terribly amusing(:

though, i have to admit, he is getting fatter.
HAHAHAHAHA.

went to school for physics at 10 this morning. it wasn't half bad. it made me feel intellectual, and well, yeah. i feel accomplished. YAY ME! the bus took forever to come, so well,i was kinda late for class. just a tad. but thankfully, mrs tong hadn't started teaching yet. met wei en on the bus to school. I SHOULD SERIOUSLY STOP LISTENING TO SKILLET ON THE BUS. it catapults me into some bizzare state of oblivion. HAHA. yeah. i guess you can sorta guess what happened. skillet is a drug(:

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i've decided that i'll sail interschools. YES. talk about sudden change of heart. WELL, mum makes tons of sense while you're deluded and somewhat drugged by the constant feeling of nausea. okay, no. i made the decision. cause well, it enables me to revel in an awesome sense of security and serves as reassurance. OR SO I HOPE. it'll be a terrible terrible thing if i were to find out that i've suddenly "lost my touch". oh! THAT'LL BE THE WORSE THING EVER. espeically now, considering my circumstance. 3rd in sec2 wasn't all that bad. but i think that this year's gonna be way more than i can take. throwing a curveball here. I HOPE THIS PAYS OFF. well, that aside. i hope we get pretty sailing tees. i hope tessa's design's fab. YESYES.

cause there's nothing like buying insurance :D



oh yeah. AWESOME FOOD TONIGHT!(: i love i loveee. (anorexia has nothing on me)
:D