saturday was solved talking to the girls and the late night visit. all's good now. and we are happy (: CAN WE NOT.. its your fault lorhzxzzz. zz.
anyway,
i've been eating way too much for my own good. seriously.
shared a brownie with ping at cj this afternoon, followed by dishes and rice at crystal jade coupled with tonnes of uk jelly beans which were very very addictive, then trotted over to scotts to get haagen hazs and yami yoghurt, came home, found lots more yummy food and ate them all up, ate some prawn crackers, a huge mark and spencer's chocolate egg, a bowl of grapes, one pear and decided to plant myself upstairs so that i wouldnt sccumb to the tempations of the kitchen. i managed to resist tempation 1 - yummy avocado spread on toast. but on my way down to get some water, i sneaked on my brother's honey dijon kettle chips. i could not resist. and it isnt often that my brother doesnt make noise when i steal his chips so i kept helping myself to more.
AND,
it doesnt help that the families are down from australia bring along with them a whole shitload of biscuits, titbits gummies and such. and since they're down, the house has turned into a feastland cos the mother has stocked up on lots and lots of food - on top of the already overflowing cupboard of food for the little cousins not knowing half of them are actually eaten by her own children. haha. plus the massive amounts of food bought for every meal of the day cos "they cant get food like that in australia" and the dad who claims that i "dont eat anything for the whole day" and keeps asking me to eat more going "i dont want to be having to send you to the doctor for gastric purposes" and the mum who keeps seconding the dad's views. and people complaining that i'm fussy about food cos i dont wanna eat all the time. plus i wake up only when half the day is gone go figure all the inactivity. and suddnely the gym isnt appealing to me anymore. not at all actually. the last time i stepped in was like two weeks ago. hurhur. no form of exercise apart from that. maybe running the mild gradient slope after the dark path all the way to the lift, or piggy backing 9 steps (the record for now but more to come cos i am strong!) and the mini wrestling sessions would help. now i willingly say, lets have more!
rahrah+food= yes please but rahrah+fats= nx. no go.
haha only gab would know. cos, "you're growing fat" damn right bitch. HAHA.
i hate people who can eat and eat but never grow fat. seriously, whatsup with these people! sometimes i wish my metabolism rate would increse by ten folds. but i know that would never happen. so someone, motivation please?
Monday, April 18, 2005