Fatty bom bom

No, I don't know how to spell 'fatty bom bom' correctly so I hope that was the right one.

(If it isn't, it doesn't matter too because you know what I am saying, right?)

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I am getting fat.

Yes, I am using this entry to warn you that I am getting fat, so that if you should run into me on the street and not really recognize me, that is because I am F-A-T!

And I am still doing my exercise. I guess I am just not as active as before and I still eat the same amount.

*sigh*

So really, when you see me, you don't have to remind me I am fat. I know it. Really, I do!!!!

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My Diploma course in Teaching Chinese as a foreign language has officially ended, so that frees up three mornings in a week.

I have decided to embark on a more intensive exercise regime to shape up...

The ironic thing is, I actually feel better than when I was in my Dance Scholarship programme.

Yes, I was fitter then but I also had more spells of low blood pressure and all.

Right now, I am on the plump side (as before) but I don't feel dizzy so often.

Maybe really, there is never the best of both worlds. I don't know.

I hope to start dancing again.

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Maybe I will drag R down to that Argentina Tango class.

Or maybe I may start doing rock-climbing.

Maybe I will take up a Modern dance class.

Or maybe I will just be lazy and continue to get fatter.

And become an authentic fatty holding some boms boms.