My Nan's friends who I am boarding with left for 2 months to go overseas, which means I am free to eat and do what I want!
No more massive meals to tempt me.
And it is the first time I get to try living alone.
I am exited, although I am not looking forward to washing and such haha.
Oh well it should be a good learning curb and will help me make a decision as to whether I should move closer into the city and uni by myself.
Despite everything, I have had a pretty good week. I have walked for at least half an hour a day and generally been under 1000 cals.
Except for last night.
One small drink turned into many..and a kebab.
We shall see how next week goes.
Friday, May 6, 2011
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Begin.
Date: 29 April 2011
Weight: 68kg
I am pressing my boobs down lol, they look even tinier then they actually are...and they were tiny to begin with.
She's A Rainbow.
Here is the obvious about me first post.
I am 18 years old and live in Sydney.
I am in University, studying Bachelor Forensic Science in Medical Science.
To be honest, It isn't as exciting as it sounds, but I am only in my first semester so hopefully it gets better.
I don't know what I want to do, I just wanted to go to University because I thought it would be an amazing place full of creative and exciting people.
Alas, I was wrong. All the people do is talk about pokemon. Oh God.
I wanted to move to Sydney (or Melbourne..but that is quite far from where I lived) because it is exciting, has galleries music, everything, and I thought I would meet people at uni who would explore the city with me, it was not to be.
Usually I am stuck in the Glasshouse for 3 hours doing nothing or I just go out by myself.
I LOVE music.
Punk. Grunge. Shoegaze. Garage.
Anything with feeling and creativity.
I Love the UK.
From the Tea to the Music to the fashion, architecture, history.
I want to move there, or somewhere else in Europe.
Somewhere with culture, history, art.
Australia is so Isolated from the rest of the world.
We have no national dress, not much history.
Where is our culture?
People will hate me for saying this, but it is simply my opinion.
I am entitled to mine, you are entitled to yours. Don't go all patriotic on me.
That's me in the corner.
I am the girl at the back, the shy one.
When I don't know anyone I am quiet.
I don't talk very often, except in unusual circumstances..like extreme drunkenness haha or when I just randomly have a burst of confidence.
Social anxiety. I have it.
I do hide my problems extremely well, I have been diagnosed with depression, My mother is Bi-polar 2 and My sister is a lunatic....
Yet not many people know this about me.
I am a perfectionist. I want to be perfect. I will be.
People at school thought I was confident and loud when in reality I am a child, and one who isn't happy with the world she was put on.
Now at Uni, I find it hard to talk to anyone.
I dislike society, the conformities forced upon us.
I guess that is just teenage angst.
Everyone will say that.
I am constantly wishing I lived in a different era.
I feel nostalgic for things and times I never lived through.
I like to believe I am creative and Unique.
I know I'm not.
Maybe compared to the people at school.
But Illawarra is not the real world.
There are so many things I want to do, but will never be good enough.
I want to be a rock star.
I want to be a model.
I want to be a writer.
I want to be an artist.
I want to be a fashion designer.
I want to be an Icon.
I want to be a Feminist.
I want to be a Revolutionary.
I want to be a photographer.
I want to be perfect.
I want to save the world.
I will never be good enough.
I am not Kurt Cobain, Kathleen Hanna, Agyness Deyn, Vivienne Westwood, Goya.
As much as I try to find something else, nothing calls me more then music and clothes.
Dressing up and being someone different every day, knowing someone understands.
I am nobody.
I am trying to improve who I am.
I am unhappy with myself, so I am changing.
HW: 70kg
CW: 68kg
LW: 62kg
GW: 60kg - Will pierce the one side of my lip.
55kg - Will pierce my belly button.
50kg - Will get my tattoo.
I am on my way to a better place.
An Arcadia.
I am 18 years old and live in Sydney.
I am in University, studying Bachelor Forensic Science in Medical Science.
To be honest, It isn't as exciting as it sounds, but I am only in my first semester so hopefully it gets better.
I don't know what I want to do, I just wanted to go to University because I thought it would be an amazing place full of creative and exciting people.
Alas, I was wrong. All the people do is talk about pokemon. Oh God.
I wanted to move to Sydney (or Melbourne..but that is quite far from where I lived) because it is exciting, has galleries music, everything, and I thought I would meet people at uni who would explore the city with me, it was not to be.
Usually I am stuck in the Glasshouse for 3 hours doing nothing or I just go out by myself.
I LOVE music.
Punk. Grunge. Shoegaze. Garage.
Anything with feeling and creativity.
I Love the UK.
From the Tea to the Music to the fashion, architecture, history.
I want to move there, or somewhere else in Europe.
Somewhere with culture, history, art.
Australia is so Isolated from the rest of the world.
We have no national dress, not much history.
Where is our culture?
People will hate me for saying this, but it is simply my opinion.
I am entitled to mine, you are entitled to yours. Don't go all patriotic on me.
That's me in the corner.
I am the girl at the back, the shy one.
When I don't know anyone I am quiet.
I don't talk very often, except in unusual circumstances..like extreme drunkenness haha or when I just randomly have a burst of confidence.
Social anxiety. I have it.
I do hide my problems extremely well, I have been diagnosed with depression, My mother is Bi-polar 2 and My sister is a lunatic....
Yet not many people know this about me.
I am a perfectionist. I want to be perfect. I will be.
People at school thought I was confident and loud when in reality I am a child, and one who isn't happy with the world she was put on.
Now at Uni, I find it hard to talk to anyone.
I dislike society, the conformities forced upon us.
I guess that is just teenage angst.
Everyone will say that.
I am constantly wishing I lived in a different era.
I feel nostalgic for things and times I never lived through.
I like to believe I am creative and Unique.
I know I'm not.
Maybe compared to the people at school.
But Illawarra is not the real world.
There are so many things I want to do, but will never be good enough.
I want to be a rock star.
I want to be a model.
I want to be a writer.
I want to be an artist.
I want to be a fashion designer.
I want to be an Icon.
I want to be a Feminist.
I want to be a Revolutionary.
I want to be a photographer.
I want to be perfect.
I want to save the world.
I will never be good enough.
I am not Kurt Cobain, Kathleen Hanna, Agyness Deyn, Vivienne Westwood, Goya.
As much as I try to find something else, nothing calls me more then music and clothes.
Dressing up and being someone different every day, knowing someone understands.
I am nobody.
I am trying to improve who I am.
I am unhappy with myself, so I am changing.
HW: 70kg
CW: 68kg
LW: 62kg
GW: 60kg - Will pierce the one side of my lip.
55kg - Will pierce my belly button.
50kg - Will get my tattoo.
I am on my way to a better place.
An Arcadia.
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