Typing,deleting and retyping ,getting frustrated,pulling ma hair out,pressing my mob typing keys hard,chatting with ex mates,writing down some rubbish.Not in best of ma manners nowadays much to ma parent's displeasure.I'm confined to ma room,with the oily food giving me company.Have piled up 4 kilos already and raring to go.I'm gulping down the food,unbothered about the heart wrenching screams straight from ma stomach.I think i need to slow down on the intake and trim down a little.Not every one will be sweet to your buldging hips like your loved ones.