day 10

i am on my 10th day of this goddamn diet and is still perfectly sane, surprise, surprise! i started to dislike that word - diet. i think it shouldn't be consider being a word. i wanted to form a union and convince people to omit it from dictionary or wherever.

now, i feel like the neurons in my brains are dying already. and if anything the diet brought to change me at all, it is my judgment call. so, forgive me if i'm gonna choke someone and consider it as an expression of love. and who'll ever say that they have the toughest job in the world? haven't had tried diet. huh! this makes me think of the hungry children in africa. and watching dwight on his second round of rice is like adding insult to injury.

Lord, in my next life, could you give me dwight's metabolism. i'd kill for that.

worst is, i haven't notice shrinkage in any part of my body except my patience. my patience is so thin, i'm gonna snap by just looking at someone having a hearty meal.

yeah, i'm bitter.

my mother offered me torta (kinda cake) and it took an enermous amount of energy for me to say 'no'.

i need to stop blabbering now, before i'll broke my keyboard. coz i noticed that i pounce it harder than necessary. i must have used the poor thing as a channel for my frustration.