Weight Loss, Weight Gain

I have a teeny weeny bit of a problem. Well, not really, teeny-weeny, (you must be kidding me), it's a problem that my whole life depends on.

I have lost a few pounds over the week. For some people, it's a holy grace from God. But for me, at 5 foot 6 inches high, weighing barely a hundred pounds is a big problem. Well, let's make that a secret. I keep telling everybody that I am 105 lbs but in reality i just weigh 98 lbs. But wait, I'm begging that off, I just weigh 96 lbs, in reality.

What happened to perception management? When image has to be everything. While most girls dream of being stick thin, I'm not most girls. While most women spend amounts of fortune on diet pills, I have binged myself, every two hours on full meals. That's not enough, in between those two hours I munch on crackers or junk food.

Just when it is hard for some women to lose weight, it is harder for me to gain weight. I've tried weight management programs as well as weight gaining pills but to no avail.

Now, I've lost two pounds in over a week for what? Having cake and ice cream for dessert? For eating pop corn during breaks? It breaks my heart coz I'm getting thinner by the minute. Well, that is an exaggeration though. (*Binge! Binge!)

What am I blabbering about? While most women are dying to be thin, here I am, complaining that I am thin. (*Binge! Binge*) While most women cannot indulge on comfort food, I can eat it anytime I want. I guess it is a curse in a blessing or a blessing inside a curse, either way around -- I'm blessed and cursed.

While babbling and babbling on weight loss, I'll just grab a couple slices of pizza while writing down my whining. I'll gain weight. I'll feel better. In time.