Somewhere along the line...

Somewhere along the line...

My curly baby hair became straight. (and I've got the pics to prove it)
My straight hair became wavy and unruly.
I liked curly permed hair.
I reverted to loving my hair straight. (and that happened yesterday after the haircut)

I started to binge and grow fat. (start of depression)
I caught the slimming craze and lost 8kg in less than 2 weeks.
I developed very bad gastric and started eating again.
I put on weight. And it stayed on til now. (how I hate it)

I wanted to love and be loved. (hopeless romantic pisceans)
I didn't believe in love anymore. (someone broke my heart)
I fell in love. (with Nash)
I felt crappy being in love.

I started a blog.
I closed it down. (don't ask me why. I don't know.)
I started another blog. (this one, to be precise.)
I started to become a blogwhore. (yup. post a million times a day.)

My brother went a little deranged. (like everyone else in this family)
He started to repeat songs for days on end.
I started to hear Alien Ant Farm's "Fuse" day in day out.
I started to sing it. (to my own irritation)

I started to feel that I'm fat again. (I perpetually look pregnant)
I wanted to slim down.
I felt that nobody notices me no more. (Really! No one does!)
I think I lost my sexual appeal. (No guys pick me up no more!)

I think I went crazy. =p