I'm currently on the process of mending a broken heart since I realized, just two nights ago how much I grew bigg er . And it's weird, having people around who are constantly reminding me of this, but don't seem to mind. It's heartbreaking not being able to eat ALL the foods I want, specifically RICE.
It was just then I thought I needed to SERIOUSLY do something to save myself from this thing called "being overweight." And though I know how huge of a rice-eater I am, I'm here, trying.
I had to be out for two consecutive days so I got to resist the home-cooked foods I love. On the first night, I had a plateful of Kenny Rogers' healthy vegetable meal. Yes, I love vegetable salads, but knowing for what purpose I was having it made me feel sad. But it's for a better me, so why... NOT?!
The next day, I didn't want to feel so deprived of carbs so I thought of going to KFC for some Go-go sandwich. It's incredibly good,
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