smiley butterfly project

Once again I was doing homework sitting on tumblr and came across something. I was aware of this before however as with most other things, it kept slipping my mind. Anyway, I would paste the link if I hadn't though it was a smart idea to close the tab, silly lizzie.
Moving on, it was a little butterfly drawn in permanent marker on ones wrist whenever they felt like cutting. It's purpose was to stay alive, obviously.
The point is that you're supposed to keep it on your wrist as long as possible and you are not allowed to wash it off. If you cut before it comes off, then you have killed the butterfly. If you have more than one butterfly on your wrist then cutting kills them all.
*I do not cut. Personally, I'd rather not have a reminder of the bad times on my wrist.

So what I was trying to say is that I am going to do the same thing but with one smiley face on my wrist drawn when I am sad etc. etc. And Every time after that when I'm not happy I shall just look at its cute little face and move on. :)

Feel free to draw one on my wrist.


Now I'm becoming all mopey because of this post... LALALALALA SMILEEE :) tehehhehe

au revoir. xo

Like the belgians do things

Moments ago a few hours ago, my lovely man gave me some Belgium chocolate icecream. OM NOM NOM !!!

And I have decided to grow my fringe out so that I can pin it back for formal, or so I say.

This is quite the pointless post. :)

au revoir. xo

Made progress today.

Guess you'll never know how.

au revoir. xo

soz bro.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry that I can't be the person I want to be in my mind. I hate it more than you.

avoiding work..

Ha. Who am I kidding? I will still continue looking at the pictures long through the night... It gets weirdly addictive. :/
I was planning on making a PRIVATE progress blog of all my 'getting healthy', however I found an excuse not to start yet.
For the next 3.5 weeks I will not have a bedroom and I find it weird exercising in the main room with everyone there so I shall start later, ON THE FLOORBOARDS IN MY ROOM ! :D any bets I won't like them......

Oh yeah, and I'm happy with my fringe now ! :)

au revoir. xo

Ps I'm going to grab a HUGEE bowl of icecream (someone has to finish it ;P ) and start this essay ! Hopefully....

boredom strikes !

Today I spent at least two hours looking at skinny girls on tumblr [while eating a packet of crisps]. I say skinny because I deliberately searched for these things. Having said that, there were two positives !
1. motivation to get healthy by exercising and eating well, not starving. Also, I learnt that it's actually quite easy to tell how a person lost weight as the unhealthy ones don't have that 'glow' and nor can all your bones become so prominent from a healthy lifestyle.
2. I had a little go/rant at one person who thought it was smart to binge, purge and starve to loose weight. Pfft, they clearly know quite little about the human anatomy and how it will gain every last kilo, plus more back on once they FINALLY give in and eat..if they don't die before that..

So yeah ! :) another night of zero essay written and a bajillion reblogs on tumblr.

Did I mention that I am starving at the moment? Oh, you're wondering why? Well, because it is taking father SO long to make dinner, which might I add consists of heating food up.

au revoir. xo

Eiwohfeio

Thankgod I wasn't home last night.

au revoir. xo

Hate this post.

Fucking smile Lizzie like nothing is wrong, and like everything is good. For fucks sake.

au revoir. xo