Edcel.net - mind games

I’ve been on a binge these weeks months. Something about eating out with colleagues at work and talking. Have I now become a victim of call center commercialism that I easily get tempted to shell out some dough to the nearest restaurant or place just to hang out?

I’m not totally isolating the fact that this is a bad thing because I’m happy that I’ve gained weight. At least nobody would expect to see me all skin and bones anymore. I guess I just need control over what I eat. But food is just too hard to suppress.

It’s 3am, I texted my brother a while ago as he’s still somewhere downtown with his DOTA friends. I’m still updating whatever I can update. It’s my day off and I’m making the most out of it by adding new blogs and checking some profiles online.

I’m listening to the Chipmunks version of Fergie’s “Big Girls Don’t Cry” which seems cute at first. After around 12 replays, I still find it amusing. haha.

Anyway, my stomach’s grumbling cause I’m getting hungry when big bro finally arrived! It’s time for a break. Sigh, nothing like some processed food to keep you awake at the middle of dawn.

They say I’m getting fat, which is actually a good thing for me since I’ve never been fat. Skinny maybe, but fat? Heck no. I don’t think I grew fat though.

“Hey, you’re getting big.” as they say.
“Yeah, I know, I like it.” is my reply.

At the back of my mind, I know they’ve ran out of anything to say. I’m assuming that since I don’t have any hair, people are trying to find ways to give a compliment (or insult) with the way I look. But I digress, I don’t really care if I’m getting fat. Cause when I think about it, last month was a complete binge on food. I’ve gone to different places I didn’t think I could go to sooner. I don’t find anything to be sad about as I’m happy with the way things are going.