It never rains but it pours.

I have fallen prey to situations like these, when all the bad things seem to happen all at one go and it reallygets me pissed off/angry/upset. I don't know if it's better than having bad things come one at a time spread across equally over a period of time.

Body image. Somehow I never really thought I'd be concerned with such a trivial(?) issue, it used to be trivial at least, and i'll just whine about feeling fat but i'll still know that I'm skinny and could fit into my jeans. The evils of society's obsession with image has made me succuub to the pressures of superficiality, and I'm constantly wanting to become skinny, or at least the skinnier self I used to be. I want to drop 2 dress sizes, fit into size 34 jeans(I used to be 36, and somehow I've moved the wrong direction and going on to 38) and walk around in shorts and feel good about my legs. I try hard to eat less, exercise more and pick up on any dieting tips people might have. They say it's all muscle, and I think it probably is, but I get more and more upset when I mount the weighing scale and the number displayed gets bigger and bigger. I start to fret when I can't fit into 1 pair of jeans, and then the next, and another one, and finally I can't fit into all my jeans at all.

I try my best to stay in my parents' good books but when I need something to cheer me up the most (allowing em to stayover at liting's house tomorrow so that I can kbox till later tmr), they always seem to work the opposite way.

I have brilliant friends but many days I want to stay home and watch the saddest shows and cry my eyes out and feel sorry for my pathetic self for a while. Because I know I'm most definitely not pathetic - I only am because I think this way and get caught up with the stupidest things ever.

Today is not a good day.

I am in loveee. hehe

How I spent my last moments of 2007









What better way to end off the year than with your favourite friends? They are the people who are there no matter what happens, sticking with me when I'm fat or (was) thin. When I cry, they run out to the playground where I'm self-emoing and hold a plateful of donuts in front of me and do silly things on the swing beside me to make me laugh.

I'm sorry I spoiled the beginning of yesterday, but it really made me realise how much I love every single one of them. Goodbye 2007, hello 2008.

Number 1 on the resolution list:
GET SKINNY