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Being a working adult leaves you lesser time for yourself and the people you love. With that, I’ll always try to make it a point to meet up with the people I love. And yes girlfriends, I need to date you girls out really soon! I miss all of your silly faces and annoying nonsense. ):

Met up with Amanda last friday for dinner. No picture of us because she feels ugly that day. ): But oh well, I had a really good time with the girl, catching up with her at a new dining place at 313 Somerset. Ordered creamy pasta for myself despite knowing that I’ll get really sick of my main course after a while, which I eventually did. Too creamy for me to take it all. But that aside, it taste really good! Walked over to ION to grab a cup of Happy Lemon because the girl wanted one, and then we walked around a little before sitting at Starbucks (and got ourselves plain water hahaha) to catch up a little. (:

Short dates like these are good enough to make me happy. (:

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So I’ve a manager who’s four months pregnant, and I eat more than she does. The way and rate that I’m eating is freaking the hell outta me it’s just crazy (even she’s quite shocked at my appetite). Not only is it threatening my waistline, it is threatening my wallet too. I’m going to restrict myself from eating excessively, and discipline myself to do some simple morning & night exercises (like skipping & push-ups). No joke, I’m seriously freaked out.

K: Baby, I seriously feel damn fat it is damn disgusting! I can forsee that I’m going to be an ugly fat old lady next time. *inserts a million sad faces here*
J: It’s okay, I’ll still love you.

I guess this is love.