Ever since I got together with Nic,
the weight just continued going uphill.
My favourite black t shirt that read, "Cool down!! I'm not that hot!" used to fit me when I first got together with Nic, and now?! IT CAN'T EVEN FIT ME PLEASE!
My denim shorts used to be loose,
that I could never go out in them without wearing a belt.
Maybe I should tell Nic,
"Let's break off so that I can lose weight!"
He'll probably die, and so will I.
He's not helping in controlling my diet ):
I should start going vegetarian during lunchtime,
and carb-less at night.
Shiok?
I'm hoping to be slimmer than the the 2007 by end of the year,
but I doubt I'd be able to.
Anyhow, I've got a seriously bad throat,
really killing me.
Alright, time to have a nice bath, and then hit the sacks.
My brain cells are screaming for a good night's rest.
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