I would give anything for barbecued chicken and liempo right now. ANYTHING. Throw in a crackwhore’s body to replace my obese one, and I’d give EVERYTHING.

All I’ve been eating since yesterday are KFC salads and the occasional hot/funshot— can’t really go all out on a box. Carbs :hmph:. And MSG-ridden instant noodles (carbs, haha!).

I’m going all wanarexic again because the best friend and I are running away to Puerto Galera this Sunday until Tuesday (which I’ve filed a leave from work for). I’m quite in a situation, actually, but whatever. I don’t want to think about Branders right now. Because there’s a chance they might hire me and ask me to start this coming Monday. The interview yesterday went fairly well, and I have another one tomorrow. I haven’t even resigned yet!

So yeah. I look forward to being drunk and Valium-ed while working on my tan. I already accept the fact that I won’t look so hot in my bikinis— it’s my fault I’m 7 pounds over my ideal weight. I’m just horrified that I’m gonna look female body-builderesque. :cry:

I BETTER NOT GET MY PERIOD THIS WEEKEND.