So it’s been almost a week since I got back and right about now I feel confident enough to blog something that would’ve been quite scary to fathom had it actually been true. It isn’t.
On that last night when I was in Hongkong I made a shocking discovery. Stepping on the hotel room’s weighing scale registered a weight of 95kg, 20kg more than when I left. Even though I didn’t quite believe it, I ran off immediately to the 24-hour gym (at about 11.30pm) to try and redeem myself, but because the weighing scale was spoilt, it still read 95kg after I got back.
Of course that’s not my real weight. But I did put on more than I should’ve so since I’ve gotten back I’ve been going to the gym. And eating as well I suppose, but then I’ve still gotta do that regardless.
And so I’ve completely deviated from what I initially wanted to write (which is nothing anyway) but it is possible that I’m staying home a bit too much. Beats me as to what I really should be doing though. Which reminds me, anyone wanna go for dinner? Oh shit, eating again.
HAHAHA Singapore is very humid. X.x
95kg?? XD sweeet. Hahaha. i’m trying to imagine you fat. Lol.
(yeah i’ know you’re not actually 95kg)
Hello. I’m actually 54kg. officially. I was 44kg. I was 44kg. 44kg. FORTY FOUR KG WHERE THE HELL 10 KG COME FROM OMG JTAN ahhahahaha anyway, go beef up in the gym so girls will swoon when you walk in the streets
@Ktan –
lol ktan your comment damn random can.