indian sweets galore at home. oh wow, i can live off gulab jamun, ladoo and jelibee all day, albeit the wrong spellings. withstanding ultimate sweetness is a skill, mind you. and as he would always ask, 'you tak sayang kaki eh?' with intention to scare me about diabetes.
i am cutting down dont worry. ive seen an amputated stump bandanged but still bloodied when i was 10. some scary shit.
why is it im not satisfied with the way i look. i am comfortable being with myself, but mirros always make me change my mind. you see a different person and everyone who looks at me, is staring into something non the similar. it sucks, but sucking in cheeks wont do much.
indulges are great for rainy days. i have to stop snacking because with every bite, comes my mom's haunting words of 'do you know what that will do to you?!' a good beginning to a healthy regime. healthy regime, not dieting. you say poh-tay-toh and i say poe-tah-to, same ol'.
trying to be uncaring is hard work. but if this is what i must do, then be it (i guess). taking off days for yourself that's good. but do it too often; dont be insulted when i call you lazy. you were the same person who told me i need to be more active because i kept bumming around.
fyi, bumming around is hard work okay.
it's challenges your mind, expands streetsmart skills, help you be more decisive and you de-stress. haha, i would like to think so anyway.
friend from an old school hooked me up with somethingsomething in the middle of the week. not confirmed, and rejection is a state of mindless wonder to me, but im told to keep my heads up anyway. i am getting tired of scanning and hearing beeps, hint hint.
do you realize how close we are to the end of the year? already? time is moving faster than we are growing. it seems too fast, i cannot even remember how the starting of the year was.
is it not l0ve when your heart beats faster for the other even though theyre not there or even when they treat you like an alkaline battery. and foolish goes well with the likes of love, then comes suffering and forgiveness. and all is forgotten. so tell me which is true.
i am yawning. and
i am looking forward to an early tomorow, so i can be done with the week.
because i need something exciting and nothing at this point can give me that.
except you, but that's a different story.