apparently, heartbreak agrees with me.

usually, i eat a feast. i cannot resist good food.
but these past couple of days, everything that i put into my mouth tastes like cardboard.
and even though i feel hungry, i can't seem to stomach too much food.

i've lost a good 3 kilograms and am back at my original pre-fat weight.

my skin seems better & even my friends confirm it.
a couple of people even inquired about the products i am currently using.
i can go out without an ounce of make up and not feel self-conscious.
although i suspect the lack of self-consciousness is due to the fact i don't bloody give a damn because all i can think of currently is how my heart feels like someone just slammed it in with a sledgehammer.

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for the kaypo people, yes, its heartbreak.
don't come and msn me about it okay. because I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT.
and heartbreaks suck to the power of 1 zillion.
when i read the papers about the current financial crisis, recession, famine or whatever terrible tragic thing that has befallen mankind. i am apt to feel nothing, abso-freaking-lutely nothing.
because like any self-centred person, all i care about now is how i freaking shit ass feel like i just died inside.


okay, let me tell you that i'm gonna be ALRIGHT.
because thats the way i am.

i bounce back.


for now, the bouncing hasn't begun.
but it will, soon enough.
you just wait and see.

the sunshine, birds chirping & happy days without a care in the world are just round the corner for dear ol' me.

good riddance, good bye to YOU*.

(actually i know for a fact that someday i'm gonna look back, read this post, remember how ridiculous we were together and heave a sigh of relief that it only lasted as long as it did. except i'm not feeling it now but i will, eventually and i can't freaking wait for that day to come sia.)

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*the idiot who broke my heart into a million tiny pieces but good thing its nearly as good as new now save for a few slight cracks.