Sugar-babe
I feel very heavy today, like totally heavy heavy. I blame it on the sugar. I have a lot to take today. I think sugar is kind of a buffer, but eventually I have to shred it after awhile. Or else, I will be having that endless tantrum. But the good news, I seem to have that radiant skin glow. I don’t know why. Perhaps I’m happy?
Seriously, I think I’m gaining weight by the minute. Not that I’m contemplating on those diet pills… hehehehehe. Not really my style. Although I’ve tried it once just to find out. I only swallow two pills, which do not make a difference. I’m still the no pain, no gain person. The pills are my brother’s. Hehehehe… just curious. Again, they have no useful effects on me.
I think I want my body back in 2004 or 2005. Then again:
Of course, there’s nothing grandiose about 2006 and 2007. Although I have managed to skim somehow, the two years marked my great depression. Whatever… I want to tone back. I remember Omega taking pictures of the angles. Nothing even spells cellulite. But thanks to stress and sadness, I think I might have to accept the fact of being a woman. I beg to disagree that depression is a psychological disease.
I’m so shiny happy before. Awww… I wish I could have everything back. But hey, everything has its reasons. I’m not making any excuses, am I?
So, tomorrow will start my physical regimen. Whatever it means. I mean, I’m not totally conscious about my body. It’s just that I become very irritable when I feel heavy. My weight comes with an attitude. I don’t like starting to get bitchy with everybody else.
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