The sighness of it all.
NOTHING to write... except the other day, a Chris from True Fitness called and indirectly told me I was fat.
But no, it wasn't like that. I dramatized it.
According to my BMI and whatever computer calculations Chris did, I'm underweight but I'm full of fat.
I need to build muscle. Maybe I should give Herbalife a try.
This morning (technically it's yesterday morning but whatever), I had salad for breakfast.
An hour later, I was HUNGRY.
But I did a good and a bad thing by giving myself a good lunch... ALTHOUGH.
Breakfast was kinda bad too.
Cucumbers and Lettuce
Too much fluid.
Cheesy Meltz & Danish croissant bun with cream cheese
Too much calories and fat.
Ham-balls & Siew Mai (with lard stuffed inside)
I was told by a machine during JeatYieng's business launch party that the amount of water in my body was a little above average.
So breakfast was Wrong.
Lunch totally killed me there. Wrong.
Supper was even worse. Lard! I spat out as much as I could. Like... once. Wrong.
And hey guess what, I've just got my very own Facebook.
Yes, I did it with a vat full of embarrassment and much self-restraint from killing myself for joining the zounds of prepubescent teenagers in their quest to be like others; a never-ending cycle of seeking approval and acceptance amongst their pimply counterparts.
But screw all that. I was just interested in the activities they have there.
Apparently, they have poker and scrabble.
If it's boring, I'll delete it in a jiffy.
I totally see me all busy and shit in the coming few weeks with assignments due and mid-terms looming onto my frontyard.
You have been served!