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buildings with a hundred floors,
spinning 'round revolving doors.
baby i don't know where they'll take me.

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Saturday, June 12, 2010 // 11:41 PM

Life sucks, completely. Can't tell you how jealous I am. Why do ugly, bitchy girls always get those handsome guys? It's just not fair. Not that I'm saying I'm pretty or something, but I do look at least a little better than that girl kissing that handsome guy. Life's just unfair. I'm gonna make myself as ugly as I was in primary 4,5 and 6. Not like that plan is failing. Just compare me now with the Melissa at the start of the year. Completely different. I look like shit now, with those spectacles, out of shape/unstyled hair and unmatching clothes (I can't be bothered to match 'em, just pick whatever's on the top). Yeah. EEWISH, Mel. Completely disgusting. But I can't help it. I've only got a pair of contact lenses left. I'm not gonna waste it. No, I AM NOT. Yeah, I think I'm starting to gain weight. I'm not letting myself have a chance to become pig-like again after I'm lost 3 kg. No more suppers, no more snacks and not too much fastfood. Few more days before Fish comes back. Heh. Happy ending.

PS. Pooh bear is playing with fire already. Fireman, get yourself ready. Please save the bear. You're her only hope now.