Ok, i think i'm officially bored with candy crush now. I didn't play today until this afternoon. I'm now on level 95 and i'm sick of it. I don't know how people keep on playing non-stop. It has served its purpose and it's a good time waster like The Sims. I used to love that game, but haven't played it in a couple of years.
I've been avoiding weighing myself since i came back. Talk about a total lack of discipline and self control when i went home. My mom is a food pusher which is just as bad as a drug pusher in my opinion. LOL. Me, being me, with a non-existent willpower, i easily give in. She doesn't even eat like that o. She is in the 120s and now wants to start strength training, so i gave her a book "101 ways to use weights" so she can work out at home. Back to my latent gluttony, one day i ate so much (not all at once) throughout the whole day that at night after shoving down some jollof rice that my long throat did not allow me to overlook, i became nauseous and actually threw up. My stomach is just not used to that quantity of food. I can never binge eat because i get full easily, but my mouth just would not close that day. LOL. There's a saying in my language which means "Food will kill you". Yep! That's for people like me.
My pants were tight on my way back so i decided to give myself a week before weighing myself. Last time i checked at home, i was 148 and after screaming and wailing about gaining weight, i kept on eating. Let's not talk about all the meat pies i consumed. My mom was shocked one time. She was like "you really ate all that". I said yes. It's gone. I need you to make more so i can take back. LOL. I checked in a 49lbs bag filled with cooked food - Jollof rice, fried rice, stew, egusi soup, baked fish, chicken, turkey neck, gizzard, beef, meat pie, bread, this is not including the box of plantain chips (48 bags) which i stuffed in my carry on. My mom even wanted to give me uncooked beans. I was like haba! I didn't even know what exactly she put in my bag until i got home and started unpacking. I love my mother though, i was just smiling as i saw all the food. I was like this woman! Undercover agent. She didn't tell me all she was packing because when i went home for thanksgiving i refused everything she wanted me to take back expect the baked chicken. This time she just packed it, put it in the bag and said, here.
Anyway, my pants feel normal now after a week, but i don't trust that measurement and i am still so scared to weigh myself. I'm not completely back to my normal way of eating since i brought all these food from home. Thankfully, i have a little common sense and i put most of it in the freezer, but the meat pies are gone, the fried rice is gone, one ziploc full of meat is gone, i've started on the baked fish and of course my daily bag of plantain chips. Plus, there's the apple cranberry raisin bread i brought back which i eat daily although i usually don't eat bread.
So as you can see, i am doing a great job of sabotaging myself. Happy new year fattie. Way to get fit.
But hey! We only live once. I'll let you know how much damage i've done to myself when i finally grow some balls and weigh myself.
Now, let me say a little something about Shuga Naija.That Princess girl tear eye reach back o. She's supposed to be 18 years old abi? I know in the US an 18 year old is an adult, but Nigerians don't subscribe to that. So she comes to Lagos, her sister sends her back home, she instead goes and starts squatting with two unknown boys in their dorm room. Takes it upon herself to disvirgin what's his face and then is snooping through her sister's things and mouthing off to her about following aristos. I thought she deserved that slap. Surprise, surprise she ends up in Solomon's bed. Small child playing with fire. She think say she get sense. Tobi was right. Seriously which older man will be buying you things in Nigeria (or anywhere else) just because? Does he look like father christmas? Ode!
On that note, i bid you good day.
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