a new week

The weekend has passed. It's a brand new week. Not that I will meet brand new people, do brand new things. Basically, besides the fact that it is a brand new week, nothing else changes. Maybe i should really think about launching my dieting regime. Aim to weigh half of my left kidney maybe? And i don't even know what my new diet should consist of. More proteins less fat? More vitamins less carbo? Or should i really resort to eating one beancurd a day, like my determined-as-hell cousin, July. Damn, i can never do what July did. I happen to be one who totally empathises with Stomach. Especially when he becomes lonely and starts growling. Or weak, then moan. Stomach has been my best friend, been accompanying me during my down and out times, sad and lonely times. So i can never bear to sacrifice Stomach's happiness. Stomach needs to feel loved. And who else can be in a better position to do that than his proud owner, me? Therefore I say, I will never abandon you, friend! The day I succumb to the temptations of Vanity, the day I prostrate in the face of Vanity, I will still protect you. Maybe I will just train you up so that you can protect yourself in the face of adversities. So be sure, you will only get fitter, not weaker. You will always be my best friend!