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My best friend is the guitar. &I never need boyfriends.
I fall in love easily. With random things like country music, vampires,romance novels&colorful pens.
To me, Taylor Swift&The Saturdays are awesome.
I love little black dresses&scarves.
In my spare time, I like to design cards&conduct random science experiments like dipping eggs into acid.
Yeah&unlike normal humans, I like science, converging lenses&relative atomic masses included.
Secretly, I want to be a doctor& a guitarist on the spy when I grow up.
I love nonsense people who make me laugh.
&yes, I love inviting people to my house&being invited to other's houses.
I hate raindrops, airplanes, Jacob Black&jerks.
No, I'd never though that I was smart/gorgeous/talented.
I'm just a green colored pond scum.
A bitchy one to be precise.P.S My bitchiness is inherited, so beware of my mom. P.S And currently, I'm desperate for a new phone&a pair of flipflops. Indigo'09 1Hcube'08 2HighOnHiccups'09 Modern dancer |
- Sunday, November 28, 2010 @ 10:28 AM i missed you, i miss your retardness. i miss the way you call me a nerd. i miss your ever-shining-through-black-clouds ego. i miss how you'd alwayds dodge whenever i wanted to kiss you. i miss playing with your fingers. i miss how we'd talk the hours away about the most irrelevant things ever. i miss how you always say you're screwed up when you're not, at all. and i'm sorry that i'm such a gutless chicken. that i'm so scared of screwing things up, choosing to live in a hellhole without you than to be thick-skinned and break the silence. that i said alot of stuff out of anger. that i said that you didn't matter. that i thought whatever we had wasn't irreplaceable. but whatever, the fiasco's over and we're back together again(: and that's all that matters to me right now. Anorexia Nervosa; An eating disorder characterized by refusal to maintain a healthy body weight, and an obsessive fear of gaining weight due to a distorted self image which may be maintained by various cognitive biases. i just read the article in today's newspaper about anorexia. just like the parents mentioned in the article, i thought sufferers of such eating disorders were sixteen year olds who aspire to be models who live on the runways, or a screw is just loose somewhere in their hypothalamus. even taylor swift wrote about her high school friend suffering from bulimia, not her six-year old cousin who decided to hide her sandwich under the car mat after her ballet teacher told her she was fat. and it took me four years to realize that my best friend back then had an eating disorder. walking down memory's lane, i'm realizing that i have no right to even call myself her best friend. calling veronica skinny is an understatement. she's thinner than yy, thinner than peyling, thinner than possible everyone that i know now in cedar. and yet, she pinches her layer of skin on her forearm on a daily basis and told me she was fat. she never visited the canteen. she lived through church camp without pushing anything solid down her esophagus. i'd never seen her eat anything despite being her closest confidant for fifty two weeks. and instead of doing what oh high and holy stuff that taylor swift does like writing a song for your friend and moving her to tears and convincing her that she's beautiful on the inside and her dress size didn't matter, i followed her footsteps. i went on a crash diet when i was twelve. i survived on a piece of bread in school. i played basketball with people taller than me, stronger than me, non-stop just to gain muscles and lose weight. i offered to carry chairs during choir, run the extra mile for teachers just to shake off the calories. sure, i did lose ten kilograms in six months but it never made me closer to veronica than we started out from. being skinner didn't make me more popular. being able to fit into kid size clothings didn't make me smarter. i only became a more twisted and dark character squeezed into a tinier body. and that's probably the reason why i feel uncomfortable and just shut the hell up when dancers pinch their fats during practices and i routinely tell them that fats protect your organs. and i'll never go on a diet ever again. because eating disorder kills, and losing your lives to a deadly phobia of fat is most absurb thing ever. most ironic thing about veronica- her father owns a restaurant to feed people and yet his daughter never eats. to the lady who gave birth to me; make-up is an art form, not a slut form. do not lecture me how i look like a whore just because i wear eyeliner. do not go on and on about how much money i waste on stashes of make-up. do not pick on the very essence that i'm not pretty and no amount of pencils, liquids, powder is ever going to change that fact. for starters, you wear eyeliner. secondly, you've been buying make-up on the spy citing reasons such as my-son's-wedding-is-in-two-weeks-but-sorry-madame-you-dont-need-three-lipsticks-despite-the-fact-that-you-have-an-extremely-huge-mouth. and why am i ugly? cause i have ugly parents? and thankyou very much. -A- |
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