I am fat.

I am feeling very fat today.
I've been pigging out lately. I have no idea why, but I just can't seem to get that "full-till-wanna-puke" feeling.
Grrr...
Doesn't help when my stomach is so bloated I feel 3 months pregnant.
YES, it is THAT bad, please don't doubt me.

I chose to stay home on a Saturday night and catch the Manchester United vs Chelsea match instead of heading out.
HOH!
What a loser I think I am.
But I enjoyed the match nonetheless, and it definitely surpass shopping or listening to rallies.
How not to enjoy the match, when Frank Lampard look so gorgeously gorgeous and Jose Mourinho look so fabulously charming. PLUS, Chelsea whacked Manchester United 3-0.
HOH HOH HOH HOH HOH...
Oh wells, but nothing and I say NOTHING beat the look on Alex Ferguson's face though, when Jose Mourinho shook his hand when the referee blew the final whistle.
Priceless really.

Busy busy day today.
I am so stoned, I suspect someone slipped me drugs when I was out just now.
Hur.

Went for my ex colleague's daughter's birthday party at SIMEI in the afternoon.
It was pure torture getting me to wake up before 12pm on a WEEKEND. But I did. Successfully.
In fact I was so on time, I ended up waiting for my friend a cool 45 minutes at Eastpoint. If you've never been to Eastpoint.. I tell you that place is shit boring. Really really shit boring. You'd have finished walking the entire Eastpoint in like 15 minutes. So please, imagine my agony.

You know, I should really STOP spending money.
I think in 2 weeks, I've spent like $400 on clothes, bags and shoes.
GRrrrrr..
This is NOT good.

Anyhow, I am not in the mood to blog really.
Not in the mood to blog about how BIMBOpixie created such a scare for the three of us, we had to CALL HER MOTHER earlier in the evening to enquire about her whereabouts.
She literally went missing on us for a cool 5 hours and was late for 2 hours. Despite calling her NUMEROUS times, she COULD not answer her phone.
Not in the mood really.

And I am NOT in the mood because I am FREAKED OUT about starting work in a whole new place on TUESDAY.
Can I just say I am so fucking reluctant?
BOOHOO.
















Fuck.
I am really worried now.