a FAT girl's diary.

Look at me, I will never pass for a perfect bride, or a perfect daughter. Can it be, I'm not meant to play this part? Now I see, That if I were truly to be myself, I would break my family's heart. Who is that girl I see Staring straight, back at me Why is my reflection someone I don't know Somehow I cannot hide, who I am though I've tried. When will my reflection show who I am inside. When will my reflection show who I am inside.

If love is shelter, I'm gonna walk in the rain. If love is a red dress, well, dress me in rags. If love is Aces, give me the Jack.

i just cant take it anymore.......................................................................

I don't care that I have tons of hw due tomorrow. I don't care about the fact that I'm not starting on it. I don't care if my teacher scolds me tomorrow. I don't care if I need to copy pages of time magazine articles. I just don't care because I have recieved my first written warning for absence from NAPFA Intensive Training Programme. It says... "You have not attended the NAPFA Intensive Training Programme on which and which dates. You are to serve detention at the following dates. Any further absenteeism for the above programme will result in you having to serve at least 1 week of in-house suspension and you might not be eligible to sit for the year end examinations if you continue to be recalcitrant and truant from lessons. We hope that you will improve on your self-discipline and take this first warning seriously and attend all lessons." And then I still have to acknowlege. " I acknowledge that I was truant from the above mentioned lessons. I...