Updatees

Updatees. 

These days, I've been working on bio. It's half boring me to death. I think I need to stop. 

I'm also working on thighs! Fak. I love the feeling of the soreness. Wood says I'll have to make my thighs as thick as an elephant's leg, in order to lift him up from a very low squat position. Well. I know I needa be able to train my legs to lift someone with my weight first. 

GUESS what. I'm planning to give out my spm ref books. That means, I need another pile of stuff to replace that heaviness for working out purposes. PS, I used my old school bag and part of the ref books to squat. 5kg plus, plus the amp magnet, it's 6kg plus. Now, I have another way: Dictionaries. Four dictionaries could get up to 5.4kg. So now my schoolbag would be 7kg, and it's an awesome workout equipment. 

I can't wait until I see the results of that. I'm gonna lose fats from the thighs. Yay. Fuckyeah. 

All is good. He too, is freaking awesome. I think I've improved, in badminton. Slightly. And the controlling in food. I look at good food, smell good food, but take in the most disgusting ones: vege. It's a terrible life at the food part. Wood always thought I'm in a fucking luxurious life. Hell no! My sister and I aren't shopaholics, Can anyone believe that us girls living up to 18 years, never had our own personal wardrobe? We shared, using that freaking tiny shoebox. It's now fucking ancient. 

:3. it's four smtg and I can't wait for dinner. 

Next week, there are absolutely NO plans at all, so I'm gonna chemistry. >:) yay