Indie Gay 3

Currently playing: "Big Mistake" by Natalie Imbruglia

It's raining since last night.
I almost went NO SHOW because of the weather
-Frank's hitting the country.
Thanks,
Frank!
But no romantic pass-outs this time.
I need to get up moving.
My handler,
Father Long,
is sick.
But he showed up 3 hours later with a swollen ear and a high temperature.
How can you afford not to show-up for work when your superior's trying to set a good example.
I called it a pressure.

I was craving for Tsinoy Fusion's bacon meal for the past two days.
I hit LUNCH and ordered for it.
T'was my first official meal for the day.
Bacon is perfect when you can taste the smoke and delightfully chew it's tenderness.

Moving on.

I was under the assumption that I already lost weight for the past six weeks,
so I forced my thighs to fit into my S29" denims.
But something got squeezed down there...
my butt cheeks.

The "poor diet" works.
Eversince I was moved to the early morning show,
I started to starve myself.
I finally got my Heather Kuzmich's posture back in four weeks and can now pose with my collar bones out.
I'm trying to convince my public that I'm going to do a J drama series starting next month.
However,
it wasn't really a healthy process.
I have been working nauseated on the first few hours on a daily basis.
Sometimes,
I feel like throwing up when I get hungry.
And I have been sickly relying on ascorbic acids.
That's why I've been avoiding the paparazzis in a month.
Don't tell mom her baby's a bulimic.