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Monday, September 1, 2008 7:07 PM

Nutrition nutrition nutrition. And Sean, I do not need carbo.

I lost weight, but i hardly grew!!! Bad sign bad sign. So when the nurse told me to stand at the measuring thingy, i was praying, 'please please, tell me i grew.' When she told me my height, i realised i only grew 0.x cm, which is sad. My growing has stablised from growing 3.5 cm per year. When the nurse measured my weight, i was praying, ' please please not above 45kg'. Yeah, I think if my weight is 45kg, it is fat. (And Sean thinks i should be 50kg, ew.) When i sit, i'm still 81cm. That's sad. It means my legs are freaking long. Sigh.

Walked around Raffles alone. Saw this collection of Lord Byron's poems and tales. So tempted!!! $12 for 710 plus pages book, and including the fact young teens these days do not have the appreciation for such art of language, it's cheap.
I was tempted about Starbucks too, but I didn't step in.
Kate Spade!!! Was window shopping there, standing outside the glass panel looking it in. Rock rock rock rock. New season. There was this yellow tote. Zomg(:
Ended up buying cranberry juice, meji milk chocolate bar and Twix.

Came home and watched Pride and Prejudice with my sister. Yes, yes, I was in the Pride-and-Prejudice-aftermath daze, yet again.
I can remember some lines now(: Mr Darcy is just so.. so.. what-you-want-a-man-to-be-olden-days-style.
I want to live in those 1700s days too and meet males like Mr Darcy. But that would suck because things are not as advanced yet in that era.

After the movie, i fell asleep for who knows how long and woke up at 5.
Started doing math homework and listened to Boys Like Girls live on 98.7fm. They sang Great Escape, Thunder and Hero/Heroine live!!! Whee. And i've finished all math homework!!!
Shall finish up the 2 last science questions tonight with Sean.

The thought of gaining weight is really difficult to accomplish, judging from the fact that my metabolism rate is high and i'm hungry most of the time. And I'm at that very brim of becoming underweight. Sigh. I need to be 49kg to be normal, geez.
The doctor says that i should jump a lot in order to grow at this age where we grow a lot. Yeah, I should skip everyday. Buy i have zero skipping skills. Maybe it'll improve if i skip everyday(:


They sat on the steps leading to her house, hand clasped tightly around each other's. The night decorated with shiny little stars in the mid autumn sky. Her hand, small in his big one, feeling cold due to the incessantly blowing breeze. She rested her head on his left shoulder, the smell of her shampoo surrounding the air around him.
From the very first moment he laid his eyes on her, he knew right away he was ardently in love with her. He dreamt of her voice in his dreams, that sweet voice was all he wanted to hear all day long. From the moment he held her hand, that incandescent feeling in him got stronger, doubled in fact with the sense of protection. When his lips touched hers, he never wanted it to stop.
All she could smell was his cologne on his jacket around her shoulders, that one familiar smell she was ever so in love with. She never wanted to leave his side ever again, she wanted to be with him forever. Knowing that he's by her side, made her feel protected and she knew that was the place she wanted to be all night long.
He trailed his right fingers down her cheek, slowing brushing away the brown strands in her face, looking deep into her green eyes, practically glowing in that pitch black dark. He lifted her head up with his hand, so that he could look directly at her, whispering those three words that filled his mind.
Those kissable lips coiled into a smile and she inched closer to him, whispering back those exact words. He could feel her breath on his cheek as she spoke. He kissed her forehead, leaving a tingling sensation of where it once was.
Cuddling close in his arms, she closed her eyes and slowly counted the million reasons why she love him and incessantly will.

Never do i know why i keep writing. DO SCIENCE. NOW.

once there was me
I'm Janice, sixteen, but really, I'm three. I live in my own fantasy of endless imagination. I like the smell of new books and the wonders a camera can do. I laugh way too much.
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