Diet, Diet, Diet, Die!

Since last year, I started to be depressed.

I gained weight (sucks!) I don't know how did it happen. I just enjoyed eating since then.

My girlfriends warned me to take care of my weight and figure because according to them, I will gain a lot of weight if I will continue to do the things that I'm used to which are eating, sleeping, drinking, and smoking.

Right now, I want to kill them. Honestly. I don't know why. I feel like they are some kind of "fortune tellers."

Arrggghhh... Before, I was kinda braggart and bashing them because I only weighed 98 pounds. But now, it's an alarming 115 lbs! More to go, and I can fight Pacquiao! (lol)

I now realized I should have listened. Haaayyy, now, all I can do is to be more serious about dieting.

I hope I could do it rightly this time.

And one more thing...

= = => I don't want to see and hear the very famous "I TOLD YOU SO" dance.