EXTRA WEIGHT

All I've done these past couple of days is eat, eat, eat... and then eat some more. My roommates seriously fear for my health. I used to tell myself, "Hey, I only live once. Why not make the most of what I eat?" I figure my metabolism is fast; I can eat a lot. But lately, I'm afraid that all these high cholesterol food that I've been indulging in will sooner or later catch up to me. I worry that I'm going to be a fat chick by the time I turn 25!!!! Heck, I've been snacking on Willy Wonka candy, doughnut holes, "Hot Cheetos", beef jerky, and drinking Pepsi Twist non-stop!

This fear has stemmed from a couple of things... First of all, while watching some special on E! today, they interviewed some lady who's had complications with giving birth, resulting in two miscarriages. The feature ended with her eventually giving birth to a beautiful baby girl. *Yay, happiness!* However, stupid me, the only thing I focused on during the whole segment was how much weight she's put on since she got married. The interview had been done at her house, with pictures of the couple's wedding as a backdrop. She was SOOOO thin in the pictures. And then I see this completely different person that's like 200 pounds heavier being interviewed and all I'm thinking is, "No way these two are the same person!!!!!"

Anyway, during this whole time, I was trying to put together Caroline's new elliptical machine. I finally finished by the time Caroline got back from her lunch meeting. Feeling pretty eager to try it, I got on the contraption. Let me be the first to tell you, 15 minutes of extremely strenuous exercise is not good for the head!!!! I got off the machine and felt horribly light-headed. I went into the bedroom, then to the kitchen and blacked out somewhere inbetween. I finally managed to get to the couch and just died there. I think it was a combination of being dehydrated and my asthma kicking in... but still, who the hell dies after 15 minutes of working out??? Don't remember much of anything else that happened until Zairel came home... just a bunch of crazy-@$$ dreams... but let's not go there, too many "What If's" for my mind to deal with at this point in life.

Conclusion: I will be fat chick in the near future.