Rain or shine i must step out of my house tomorrow. I decided that i can't just stay at home like this all day long even if it's enjoyable, i am so fat that i can't really be bother to dress myself nicely when i go out, so ugly and lazy that i go out with just eyeliner and messy hair. This can't go on. Diet and shopping trip starts tomorrow, most important of all, haircut. Finally made up my mind to cut my hair after months and i can't bear my out of shape hair anymore. Freaking sickening tiring exam finally over, i need some fresh air now. I start to draw again, and it's really disheartening, a little critism just destroy every single effort i put in it. It's hard to understand, i may be use to but i still can't say that i felt nothing. I know it's bad, ugh, whatever. I can swear that i will flunked GE1 badly, probably the worst i have ever did in my whole life. I have no idea what i scribble down on the paper with an empty mind. You know there is this kind of person who keep complaining about how badly they will fail and end up getting good grade, i dislike them. When i say i didn't study means i really didn't if i say i did means i did, what is there to be f.proud about that you need to lie that you didn't study. Anyway, the bus door almost slam into my face while i was trying to get down today, the brainless uncle just press the door close while i was on the steps. My mood is down, my luck is also down.
p.s I got the impulse to take a scissor and cut out all my fats.