20170226 Back to reality

Can't believe this morning I was still walking on Kenting Street
Watching the fleet of cyclers dashing past me
(Probably in a cycling routine I guess)

The cattle herd behind the barnyard
Right among the valleys
Missed them so much
Never seen them since the first day (20170216, which was exactly 10 days ago)

They have been transferred to the opposite plain
Watching them grazing peacefully in this moment of serenity
I envy them.

The other 4 horses were grazing quite a distance away from the cattle,
probably enjoying a moment of silence? Hahaha
I would love to learn more about these beautiful creatures,
Unfortunately my time at the farm has run out
It's time for me to say goodbye.
I will miss everyone of you so much (though I can't remember you all)

Arrived at the ZuoYing Station at around 1pm after a 3-hour bus journey.
Wei had asked Fiona and I out for the movie we all have long waited for - A Dog's Purpose!!!
Before this, Wei told me that there were luggage deposit lockers where I could leave my luggage in safe for a few hours.
Well, I looked all over and even asked the information counter, yet no vacant locker was found :(
Not giving up, I swayed all the way to the 3rd floor of Rainbow Market,
decided to inquire the service counter for help.
Unexpectedly, the lady in charge said I could deposit my luggage for FREE *w*
WOOOOOW Noted Hahahaha

After having lunch, we met Fiona at the metro basement
Awwwww long I have never seen her TAT
She's still the same but with shorter hair (cuter)
She came all the way from suburban Kaoshiung (40 mins away!!) just to meet us
Really touched ><

Without hesitation, we set off to the Central Park station
Chen Wei helped buy our tickets for NTD150 each @@
wow that was indeed lowest cinema ticket price I have came upon with!
(Will talk about the movie in my next post)

I shouldnt sleep late :( Relapsed

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20170205

It's already February 5th. Time bolts like lightning and vanishes like the obscurus.
My English has deteriorated day by day, feeling helpless acknowledging the fact I can't speak and think and write fluently like I did before.

I don't think I should blame others for what really happened on me, it's me who chose to be what I am today. Round and round I go again, in the circle of relapsing and binging and purging.

Every time I said to myself: This would be the last one. Yet it never occurred.

I always skipped the part to talking the truth to myself, ignoring what has happened, guess this is why I kept repeating the bulimic cycle even though I think it's wrong to do so.

And then comes the guilt following the throw up.

please, help//