I just had my lunch. And hence I am feeling like I could carry on eating till I burst. Though feeling sort of queezy at the same time. Stupid body with the stupid food and everything.

Now I feel like whining to myself again. Fuck you Andromeda, you worthless bitch. I am not speaking to you till you let me drop that damn weight at least to the first weight goal. Fucking bastard.

Fuck. Whatever.