How do I make it stop?
Did I mention that while I had tonsilitis my weight dropped to 61kg in 3 days? It was fantastic, my knees looked, well like big bony knees, and my wobbly tummy totally disappeared, nothing but skin. Skinny skin at that. I was thrilled, oh so thrilled. That was until I got better, and oh boy was I hungry. So I ate. And I ate. And I ate. My god I was hungry, it was insane. You boys would have been so proud of me, in one day I even had 4 yes thats 4 slices of pizza. I can usually do 1. And guess what. Now I am a fatty fat bellied bloated ever so regretful for eating so much chicky babe. Gone is my skinny skin tummy, gone are my bony knee caps. Darn it all, if only I hadn’t gained an appetite of male proportions, I would have been sweet. It’s not all bad though, even though I lost 5kg I have only put 3 of it back on. It’s just the places in which it’s gone back on that bothers me, why couldn’t it have gone somewhere unimportant like my..well you get the idea.
But my point is that I eat and i drink beer. How ladylike is that? I can drink wine, like Bren, but we are both near terrible at that. And it’s not the way that we drink our wine, it’s the way that we stagger around in search of a place to part with our dinner and sleep afterwards that does us in. So unladylike. But my point is, for a chicky babe I am like such a bloke at times, I can even pick up chicks. It’s true. I don’t try to, but I can, and it’s weird in a funny kind of way.
I have no idea where this is going but I do know where I am going, off to the pub. Catch you fullas later.
24
Apr
I got a bottle of O.P. Captain Morgan from my sister. Im in a great mood!