Back from schoolies.

When enough was enough...

Today I hit my 12kg mark. A reason to celebrate, since I've only aimed for 5kg previously.

The light at the end of the tunnel seems to be brighter.

4 more to go, you fat biatch.

You're something I will probably never fathom in my entire lifetime.

But for now, I hope I see you tomorrow, and the day after. And the day after that.

 And I thought the days would go on forever.

17 more days, biatches.

Talk about the longest week ever.

You don't know this person. A person you don't talk to, don't share the same friends as you, even make eye contact with you. But just their presence, the little things they do, even when not directed at you, pisses you off without reason.

I don't want to make judgements. And I'm sorry for feeling this way. Truly.

On another note, I shall leave Xanga and start MySpacing now.

Cheers. .