It was a lovely day. Deena and I were walking along Takashimaya where we were approached by a lady in her mid-thirties who pleasantly asked us to help her fill a survey.

Like any normal passerby, we said yes and soon proceeded to level 16 where a table and some chairs were waiting for us.

She then took our heights and weights and did her lil evaluation. What followed next broke my heart.

“You’re not so fat but you need to lose 2kg. But you’re not that fat…”

SHE SAID I NEED TO LOSE 2 KG! Yes, that WOMAN had the nerve to tell me that. Ouch.

It’s like telling me “It’s normal. You’re not that stupid/ugly...”

Ok, fair enough she wanted to sell her product hence convincing me I was not-so-fat-but-fat-nonetheless would likely do the trick. Still, not a tactful approach ya think?!

Well ya think?!

And the words refused to fall on deaf ears, which added more fuel to my already existing fear of weight gain.

This tragic story happened last week but alas! the words had been haunting me still.

As you all might have guessed, I am now back to my old routine of dieting.

Tomatoes yum yum. -_-

Weighing machine is mocking me again too. Prepare yourself mr & mrs bloggie, this blog is gonna be where I vent my frustration since Bf not around to torment. GAh!

And here I thought I couldn’t care less with my weight. So much for a happy ending.

Uwekkkk!!!

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