Cuddable

I am half tempted to start this entry using...'Dear Diary', but that wouldn't be appropriate. Diaries hold our deepest darkest secrets (unless we KNOW someone might read our diaries, then we are hmm more selective?) whereas for blogs....we KNOW people read them...thus we are more selective.

Did I mention that I have neurotic tendencies. Today I woke up feeling incredibly huge. But I put on my skinny pants (a way to test if I expanded overnight) and they fit! haha. Weird. Met great friends today, so nice...catching up, shopping and chatting over ICECREAM.

Guilty.

Felt (and still feel) like a glutton...wanted to veg out and watch a movie with Marcus (other flatmate)but the ideal movie was already rented out, so I took it as a sign...went to body pump class (Fitness first) at 9pm to make myself feel less huge.

I know I'm not huge compared to hmm...most standards, but in Singapore... I feel like a huge hippo. Problem in Singapore? Apparently Singapore is obsessed with losing weight, there is a stat going around that we have the 2nd highest (if not highest?) consumption of slimming pills per person. Which in a way isn't a fair statistic considering that Singapore is such a small place, 4Mil people compared to countries with populations of 15+ Mil.

Interesting discussion I had the other day, someone asked, is it the media that creates demand for skinny sizes, or is media's constant focus on being 'fit'(thin) a mere response to market demands? (i.e. men preferring lean girls?)

Either way, I gotta break out of this mindset that I am a huge ape. I'm working on it...also going to the gym 6 days a week. (No results as yet, bloody irritating)

In my marketing lecture, the teacher decribed the American segment as more "cuddly" than Asian segments. Hahah that's what I am, definitely cuddly...cuddable (i just made a new word! Use it! ha)