point to note: never try and cook enough to serve 2 and then finish all by yourself.

i better remember that. underestimated the amount of baby spinach, overcook amount of macaroni...resulting in baked pasta enough to fill me and germ up. but,she's out with ken, so i finished it all by myself. Disgusting Gretel right? *bbbuurrrppp* oh man, i fill like a water balloon about to burst, except i'm filled with cheese, macaroni and spinach. *groan* and still got gin's green bean soup later. oh man, i dun think i can eat or drink anything for the next 12 hours.

every single third year is asking me about the physio ball. although part of me is more than happy to say "yeah, it was fun", the evil side of me just wanna go "if you dun wanna go, why would you care whether it was fun or not?" okok, i am still kinda smarting from fact that the third years din go even though i told them i want them to go...such a slap in the face. yeah, i guess i am no one important enough for them to go through all the trouble...still..watever left of my ego is seriously bruised from their "rejection"...

note to self: see Gretel, this is why you should never ever think you are important!!! save your poor ego from further damage, can?

stress stress stress about my aerobics class. dunno which neurones in my head short-circuit and decided to try and choreograph aerobics. i can't even choreograph a dance, for goodness sake!! and now i have to make sure the moves are easy to follow and actually matches the music *slap forehead* wat have i gotten myself into!!!!

*bbuurrpp* good thing i have almost nothing for lunch...i can already feel the fats settling on my tummy and forming more and more flabs. *grimace* and i guess it's a good thing i have to attend 9 exercise classes (10 including mine) next week. better work really hard and burn as much fat as possible.

ahh, back to choreographing the moves. *sob* i miss home suddenly.

and more than anything else,i miss having someone special to hug. *sigh*