pieces of me.

here are the random thoughts and bursts of emotions of a girl who's two years older than her perceived age. if the therapeutic claims of blogging are true, then she'll survive with accepting that reality and the neverending emocoaster that being alive costs her. read on.


Saturday, July 01, 2006

a lot of people have been telling me that i have been losing weight by the sight. whenever a friend sees me, "bat ang payat mo" or "hoy, ang payat mo" would usually come after the "hello" and the beso.

i used to not care before but it has started to bother me now. especially when a friend recently told me that my being "payat" was to the "mukha-kang-galing-sa-sakit" extent. waah.

i dunno how could i be losing weight when i don't do anything here at home. i live a very sedentary lifestyle, the kind of life a rock leads (hehe.), and that i hardly burn a calorie. before friends saw me, i actually thought i was gaining weight especially when i see my face in the mirror, all round and puffy.

i guess i see myself in a different way or at least in the way that i want myself to see myself. oh well.

fine. no more skipping meals. will eat complete breakfast and lunch. will have a decent merienda.

but i am thinking of something..i am missing that nourishment the LB life brings. read: drinking sessions. red horse. empoy. haha.

right. i am so kulang sa inom. and thinking of it, i am so missing LB and the LB peeps. more importantly, the LB life.

classes during the day. gimmicks at night. group meetings. hanging-out in diamond. house-parties. (street) food trip every afternoon.

will never get enough of it. ever.

**i so swear i will write an article about LB and the LB life. an article beautiful enough to do justice with the magnificence of the subject.

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