i just saw a picture of priya on the report card, and even though i don't personally know her, it made me feel really proud to see how she's all grown up now.
All the sentimentalism can most definitely be attributed to my female nature.
I wonder what went wrong. how i become from a dress-loving and cherubic child into the monstrousity that i can be/am.
Today i saw a piece of flesh that i never want to see again. Ever. It was disgusting.
I HATE MY FACE. RAWR. AND MY WEIGHT.
THere we go again. Female nature.
I was actually gonna blog a post about how things go sour.
I.e. how my face went from porcelain (or very tanned porcelain) to volcano land.
I.e. how i became a piglet from a twiglet and lost my figure. And hence received derrogatory remarks from a certain someone about the size of my arm, may he rest in peace. (EXCUSE ME for not keeping my arm size in control for the past term.)]
And i realise people use the internet to satisfy themselves.
oh and on the subject of reports. Rar. i shalln't post my results. They annoy the crap outta me and i officially detest chemistry until i get a better grade. And german.
Funny how i got a report for PE even though i don't take the subject.
People all moving houses nowadays. Probably me too soon. Maybe.
I wish i could have gone to mario's, though absolutely not for the gossip but rather the food :P. But i wouldn't have missed that music class for the world. Its getting cold though, the whole pantomine thingy and cross-dressing and seducing. And that disgusting piece of flesh.
THis is rather like verbal protocol. Which leads to the topic of psychology and how i seem to be repeating myself over and over again.
I guess i hate unpredictability. I guess most people hate unpredictability. And although there appears to be many things worse than not-knowing, not-knowing is pretty close to the bottom of the list when it comes to life. Actually come to think of it, not-knowing is pretty good so long as NO ONE ELSE in the environment around you mentions anything of the thing you do not know.
In fact i suggest we all become hermits, with special plots of land dedicated to ourselves. whenever we want to visit someone, we need to get a special visa at a cost. The most popular people would thus be the richest people. And all you losers whom no one wanted to visit would thus have no money and end up living your entire life as a loner.
I'll stop ranting now.
Oh wait. One last thing- It is my goal in life in terms of gynastic ability and flexibility to be able to spilt in all three ways, do a bridge standing up, and do a cartwheel and backflip and breakdance. So far, i am only close to acheiving the first goal (splitting in three ways). Although it takes about 1 hour of stretching and warming up before i get anywhere close.
Its weird. Try describing a split. Its where you open your legs and try and get your main body as close to the ground as possible.
:] Meet my goals, people.
posted @ 4:38 AM