Losing weight

I believe I am one of those person that some people will hate. Especially those who consider themselves fat/overweight/obese.

Because I believe I have to lose a few pounds - five, in particular.

Why, you ask. Am I fat? Do I want to look like a skinny ass model? Is it for health sake?

No and yes.

I have been eating cookies and cakes for a month plus, everyday. And all those have been accumulating somewhere on my tummy and thighs. Truth be told, I still look normal, even if I have gained ten %^#%$@* pounds over the summer. And yes, it would be nice to look like a skinny ass model, although I am not used to it.

So now, I want to lose weight because I want to be healthier- no more cookies and cakes until I shed those pounds.

I want to fit into my pants, and have a little room to shift my leg while sitting down.

I want to look fit. Tone.

I want to have a flat tummy. I am sorry, but this hugh baby bump is way long overdue.

I want to look good in tights, for my halloween costume, which is three days away.

Ah, time is ticking. Tick. Tick. Tick.

Five pounds in three days?

Dream on.