Okay, I'm not feeling up to blogging today. But I'll still do it.

Monday:
Woke up so early, like at 6-ish around there. Went off to meet Uncle Jet and Auntie Rozena and their kids. Saw them, said hello and then off we went! I don't know what we did. My head is a little woozy now. Found a motel, crashed. But before that, AH, I DON'T WANNA TALK ABOUT IT. I'm so tired. Go to Vicki's blog to check out the details. Seriously can't be bothered.

My head is woozy= I fainted this morning. ):

Woke up, light headed me. Blood rushed to my head, so I was like, whoa. Fell down, knocked my head hard on the window sill. Cried. And now I'm a little shaky. Sad, I know.

I hate fainting. I hate eating. I hate me being FAT. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MY BODY. I HATE HATE HATE HATE MY FACE.

Eurgh, Tammy can go and DIE.

LOOK AT ME! FAT ASS:




The epitome of fatness is Tammy Tan Hui'En.