Why is it that when you're feeling especially, exceptionally bloated, you cannot resist scarfing down chocolates by the tonnes?
And why is it that you keep wanting to eat eat eat eventhough you feel your chin growing a twin?
(All you lucky people who don't have this urge, I hate you! Go away!! >oP)
Oh God. Ni baru PMS. I'm going to feel like the Hindenburg when I'm preggers.
Oh God.
I am sooooooo FAAAAAAT!!!!
.... But I'll bet a pink iPod Mini would make me feel better. Although the green one kinda kicks serious cool ass too. ;o)
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One potato, two potato, three potato... go!