Sunday, April 20, 2008
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top floor with no disturbing, room service in the morning i learnt my lesson, again. I WILL NEVER STARVE MYSELF LIKE SOME FAMINE VICTIM AGAIN. gosh, gobbling
hokkien mee and oyster omelette with chilli was even the wront step to start. but the acid had actually attcked my stomach even before i hit the swimming pool on friday, it just din hurt so bad till i had the oily dinner. i realised i wasnt suppose to start off with oily food! and chilli, my friend now turn threat, made things worse. i was like a half dead frog. i'm sure dorcas must have forced herself to finish as much as possible.SORRY LADYBLOOM!!):
studied with class clique @ mos b. ytd. for 2 hours odd, i only did like what, 3 math questions? lol. i can kiss my movies
au revoir. lol, fel, char, xiu and i were teasing mariah carey's
touch my body and the stupid nerd. and fel wouldnt stop listening to fatty hilary duff's
our lips are sealed. haha, had a great time though(:
today, my feelings were different. i woke up with a realisation that i'm heading to my parent's church, a very reluctant thing to do. the sermon was so long, i lost track of time and fell asleep, afternoon was spent at LOY KEE's chicken rice. i hadnt had a good meal for a long time but at the same time, i suddenly felt fat, again. pictures of models on the fashion runway flashed my mind again. why cant i ever have a body like theirs? i suddenly felt like a glutton.
lunch, was all i had today. my last consumption was a bunch of grapes.
7:33 PM