arrrgh!

shizit. last night, i was in art work. saw a really cool pair of pants. asked for what i thought my size and tried it on. guess what? ding! it didn't fit. godamnnit. that mirror ddn't help neither. or was that my actual size? grrrr. i wanted to wail. i was too depressed to buy anything. i returned the merchandise to the saleslady and said it didn't quite look good on me. it wasn't a lie. ahhh! i hate it. i've resolved not to eat anything until i pass out. u should see my legs. gazillion grrrrs! pakshit talaga. nanggigil aQ sa sarili Q. npabayaan nnmn sa kusina ang itsura Q. i wish i could just deflate myself. wish. wish. WISH!!! i was feeling really down last night that on my way home, i went to a church in greenbelt and begged God to to help NOT EAT! i knelt for 30 minutes or so and went home. i was tempted to eat street squidballs but the paranoia of catching typhoid was much too strong. I went home thinking I was going straight to bed to avoid the temptation of eating. But no. my best buds rein and lie were at home drinking and eating like pigs. They have the right. They’re so godammn tiny. Grab a bottle of vodka, ezra. Before I knew it, I was eating and drinking. Laughing my heart out. Grrr. More calories. But really, thanks guys. I missed that. Lolz. We should do that more often. I’m still pissed about the unwanted pounds but I should really look on the bright side. At least I have food to eat, right? Even if it’s too much. Thanks for the superb cooking shla! I should worry when I don’t have anything to eat, like the majority of the population in Africa. So this is a good thing. I’d believe that if i repeat that to myself every other minute.