pulmonaire:

“Oritsunagumono” (things folded and connected) is a series of origami creations by Takayuki Hori. The artist prints skeletons of endangered animals on translucent paper, and then folds each sheet.

I got a tendency to fail in a lot of things in life eh?

// ARGH! CURSE YOU UNIVERSITY!!//

Ending school on the very last day is just… horrible.  I got to wait until April 30th to school.  Man, I need some summer in my life.  At least lectures are ending this week and I’m done all my tutorials and labs.  I can go take pictures and stuff around Oshawa or something =S, or you know…. make more music.

// *Sigh*…//

So uh…. I’ve been feeling moody on and off lately… and it’s mostly just… because of something that’s been bothering me for a while.  Ever since I could remember… I was the fat kid.  From the day I was born, I weighed more than usual.  When I was a kid, I’d be fed like mad.  That… went to the point where I was expected by my family to be the fat kid.  Eating a lot, finishing plates off, all that stuff I was expected to do and so… I did it.  I just accepted the fact that I was fat.  Then… I got to high school and I actually did want to lose weight and sometimes I did, but then a holiday would come up and I would go back to my normal self.  

Right now… I’m really trying to lose weight.  The day I started university I had the plan to actually lose weight.  I eventually sort of became a school vegetarian and then would come back home every weekend to eat normally.  I lost weight and was feeling better about myself a bit.  One weekend however… I regained 2 pounds,  I sort of freaked… didn’t want to eat at all the whole week.  I ate only 1 salad on Monday and one on Tuesday.  Wednesday… I ate nothing.  Thursday I ate one salad.  I didn’t really want to eat, but the only reason I did was that my ribcage was in pain for some reason.  At the end of the week…. I lost 4 more pounds.

This whole week I’ve been off of my salad routine… and now I’m sort of afraid of regaining weight again.  With reading week coming up I… don’t know what to do… I’m just really sick of fat jokes and all that.  My name to the majority of my family and extended family is still “ah fei”.  Don’t understand it?  As my cousin simply puts it…. it’s “Fats”.  I just… don’t want to be like that… I’ve lost 27 lbs to this day…. this is getting too obsessive at this point… I feel like I shouldn’t eat for the next week….

Alright, so I am here to talk to about one of the most pointless days of the year… yes, I am talking about Valentine’s Day.  This holiday isn’t really a holiday at all =S  It’s become a day of commercialism.  You want to know why there was a Valentine’s Day in the first place?  Saint Valentine.  So while all you people are buying each other chocolates, trying to get laid tonight you think about this… it’s because of a guy who was killed.

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