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history: part one
Saturday, 11 September 2010 @ 06:41 | 0 comment(s) | add a comment.
right. i figured its about time you lovely readers had a look into my history;i was always a bit icky with food. even as a little girl, i loved my raw food. there are some things which i would only eat raw, like celery and cucumber. i was classified as the "tall" and "skinny" one, as i went through school. the best time for me was year 4 (i was 10 years old). i was tall, thin and popular. i would throw away my sandwich for lunch without a care in the world. no one said anything about it THEN. that all changed when i moved house. i moved to the next suburb, and with that, to the new school. i had never moved house before then, and to say it was a rather emotional event would be an understatement. i BEGGED not to go; but the move was inevitable, and my fam (my sis, mum and dad and i) now lived in a one-storey, old, leaking house. that year was my undoing, in year 5. i would hide food, and later binge on it. all the chocolate in the house would be devoured in one week, and sometimes, i could finish one 250g slab of chocolate over two afternoons. ARGH. today, i think back, and am disgusted with my emotional eating habits at the age of 11. however, it didnt last (about 3 months in total), and i went back to throwing away my lunches. i couldn't return to my former weight though.i was placed into the "dumb" class at my new school, just because i was new, though class-sorting was all about chance (or so i thought, as it turned out my classmates were really, really dumb). year 6 at the age of 12 was good. i had settled in and my house was gorgeously new - it was a two-storey, sparkling-new, the-best-on-the-street kind of house (the purpose of moving into the old house was becoz my fam wanted to renovate it completely). i got put into the "smart" class at school, and was fast attracting attention from the boys. i was talked about, but only in the good way - "ooh, do you think she likes HIM?", "oh, she MUST like him" ... you get the point. i never had that kind of attention before. it was also the year that i took my selective test for year 7, well, for high school. i surprised both my parents' expectations by doing exceptionally good,as i had surpassed the choices they had put down for me. however, i had no choice but to go to the best of the four choices. year 6 formal dance came and went. Lucky for me, my crush invited me to be his dance partner. *swoon* he was tall, athletic AND smart, not to mention handsome. nowadays, i still talk to him on msn, but he now goes to a different school. i wasnt as thin as before, but i had accepted my body, at that point. my history: part two will continue tommorow, as my mum is telling me to go to bed as it is nearly midnight. |
