OMFG MY SIDES ARE BURNING

...hi there.

the fire has subsided. I'm fine. Just don't make me laugh. Thank would kill me...

So why the pain? I'm basically on the run (again, though I never really talked about it on my blog) to lose some pounds. I do this by forcing myself to go through the torture of doing 1-2 sessions of 'Blogilates Bootcamp' everyday in hopes to strip all cookie rolls for some abs. Though the goal is ridiculously unattainable - especially for a girl like me who snacks on juice powder (Yes. Dry.) and goes breathless in a matter of seconds while climbing two flights of stairs. But I do hope that one day - possible by the end of this academic year - to lose so much cookie fat all the girl scouts/guide girls cry.

Diet wise, I'm limiting myself to one dessert a week and altering my intake to five small meals - which is currently happening at a wobbly rate. Sometimes I can be disciplined for a good three weeks before binging some make-shift bread&milk pudding before bed. (Why did I ever watch Nigella's express recipes on Youtube?)

You're probably like, "Oh it's one of those annoying girls who keep complaining about being fat when they're actually just perfectly normal." I don't blame you. I probably am. I blame all those blown out pictures of fit (AS IN FIT-HEALTY-FIT NOT FIT-UKHOT-FIT) guys I keep seeing on tumblr. Hiddles.... Benny.... Bomer.... Turner.... *looks are flubber and pouts* even chubby Martin Freeman walks his dogs. (okay, I'm starting to sound pretty stalker-ish over here. must stop.)

Probs more moaning about flubber in future posts. You have been warned.