After weeks of scarfing down chocolates and monitoring and making sure i eat a monstrous amount everyday: 43kg.
Still counting every pound, still preoccupied with getting enough in, still worried i’d either lose again or put on waaay too much. LIFE WHY YOU SO TOUGH. But then again, yay this is a great place to be.
Thank you: friends. Beni and Rei and Celine for stocking up my food supply all the time.
Also now i can quit being so preoccupied with getting food in, a happy relief because
a) money spent on food amounts up to a scary considerable sum, boo.
b) i don’t like force feeding myself. at all.
c) it becomes a preoccupation i don’t think i can handle like a reverse eating disorder thing.
d) i haven’t done any form of exercise in ever and tbch i feel gross. and sleepy a lot.
In other news:
*~D&D SUNDAY~*
Which was basically Justin being a serious and efficient dungeon master, and everyone else trolling around as usual.
We actually. managed. to:
a) NOT KILL/VERBALLY ABUSE DUNGEON MASTER. As we did to Celine in our first attempt. I’m not sure if she has yet recovered from the trauma.
b) MANAGED TO GET DECENT CHARACTERS OUT. Despite Rei’s shitty stats lol KARMAAAA. Although the decency does Not extend to coherent names. Everyone has ridiculous names i can’t take anyone seriously anymore. (Shien: SHO KIM UN, half-Korean, half-elf Barbarian. Ridic.)
c) Not have the DM kill us all before the game begins – a very tempting thing to do, given the general annoying disposition of our group. I love that boy sm he has overcome the hell that is us.
And then the dungeon party degenerated to a few of us, and when there’s nothing to do:
ICE-CREAM @ The Daily Scoop / SHEREENIPOO
And later trekking over to SMU to find Shreeeen WHICH IS AN AMAZING ADVENTURE FOR REI AND I because we have not been in town for too long the poor deprived U-Town syndrome aw.
Seeing Shereen was great.. but in context, kind of heartpainheartpain. I hate seeing my friends all exhausted, stressed out, and not able to see them regularly despite that…… it kind of sucks? :’-(
Yes, yes it’s a week to finals but ah heck. EVERYBAHDY DESERVES A BREAK.
It was good though… sometimes i forget how at ease and how liberating it is to be with the mugs. My brain hurt a little from all the noise and general chaos they made because i wasn’t used to it, but it was a good kind of hurt. Like when you preggers and childbirth: a pain that comes with love (and blood and shrieking) (what a brilliant analogy).
Also YES if you’re here on account of my recent Facebook page i have nabbed myself a pseudo-caucasian boy as i always promised i would it’s been awhile already and yes i ams veh happy gurl and gross blabla. Thank you to friends who texted me to express effusively their well-wishes and (mostly) amusement.
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I love my friends i really do AND ALSO ALL THOSE I HAVEN’T BEEN ABLE TO MEET UP WITH IMY please come UTown visit me!~
FINALS?
WHAT FINALS?
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