That's it.
Okay, I'm sick of all this shit. I'm sick of the fact that I can't wear the shorts that I could wear in December/January.
Don't give me any of that 'You're a growing girl' shit because I'm not buying it. Not that I have any money to buy it, but that's besides the point.
That's it.
I'm going on a diet. Pure exercise and
only 3 square meals a day. That's it. Oh and limiting myself to 1 and a half bowls of rice.
100 sit-ups, 50 push-ups (because I can't do them, surprisingly), 100 squats, 100 of those twist-thingies (I have
no idea how to explain them) and 1000 rope-skips. Might increase it to 2000, if my calves won't die on me. *Sigh.
This is what happens when you play sports all your life and then drastically reduce them. What was the point in playing them when you're going to drop them in the end?
Oh, and eff
you*, just because you
don't have Facebook doesn't mean that I go on it everyday, every hour, every minute, every second. Oh, and eff
you* too for making me ask the stupid question just because you didn't want to. For your useless information, guilt doesn't work with me anymore. I'm not sure it ever did, but making me feel
guilty is just pointless. That part of my soul withered and died some time ago.
*
You and
you are two separate people.
You just can't win in this world.
Mthrfkcr don't call me a lazy ass, you fag.
Edit: How nice is it that おかあさん falls sick just when I have the heaviest load of homework and assignments for the first time in the term? And is it a coincidence that it's the last week of the term?
I feel like punching the effing wall
I can't sit down for more than a minute before I'm called to stand up again.
Leave me alone, for gods' sakes!
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