Meet Friends = Good Food = Feel Bloated
Lately I’ve been wandering around Dell’s website, trying to see which computer I want… but the thing is I don’t know when I can buy one… I planned to wait till I have a desk in my room (because maybe then I won’t have to work on the floor and have saved enough to afford paying in installments?), but apparently that’s another infinite wait.
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Until recent years plumpness had always been associated with merriness and joy, like Santa with his big big tummy; The books I grew up reading had most of the “thin/bony” characters portrayed as evil or mean (but to be honest “sour looking” was usually also included in the description); the older Chinese generation could recall a time when a full figure represented wellbeing (we after all have been forced to starvation every once in awhile throughout history) whereas now it just meant medical bills…
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It has just hit me that most of my closer friends are back in Hong Kong. Phyllis’ back from Switzerland (away for 5 years), Tannessa (away for 4) and Apple (away for 1, but then I don’t see her very often when we were university because she’s too busy) from UK… and I am trying to adjust my buggering at them every so often because somehow I half expect them to be on the go again very soon. I still start my phone calls or text messages to Tannessa with “I’m still not used to being able to call you whenever I want to” even though she’s been back for around two months. Now I am talking and meeting up friends more often, especially in these two weeks, which is great… but as to keep the world’s equilibrium in place, some bad has to come out from it.
I, like most of the female population (unfortunately), have always been fixated on my figure and vowed to lose weight almost as long as I lived (but then by Asian standards I was/am overweight). Lucky for me, I’ve always been sensible about it; never made myself sick, turned to laxatives, staved myself, took up crazy diets… but nevertheless still obsessed. Most of the time I avoided ordering takeaways by staring at my wallet; I rarely bought junk food when I go out for groceries because when facing the aisles I just don’t want to (and thinking about my wallet also helps). So sometimes when I have a sudden urge for junk food, I turned to the peanut butter jar for comfort because there’s nothing else to eat at home.
If I ever do buy junk food (like Oreos), I would polish the whole pack in one go with a small glass of milk (thank God my mom doesn’t read this). Good thing is I feel more happy than guilty after such a treat, but I just have to make sure I won’t be doing that again too often too soon. But up to this point it’s obvious that I’ve been gaining weight, cos if I weren’t I wouldn’t be babbling here about my eating habits. Most of the time I go out with friends after work, we have dinner, eat good food and that’s when I’m in trouble… I tend to eat very little for dinner at home because my digestive system is so slow the digestion keeps me up at night, and whenever I have a normal portion of dinner the night before, I feel bloated for the entire next day…
22/11 Sun – (Dinner) Daphne’s birthday dinner at Spaghetti House with Phyllis and others, meal consist of pizza, spaghetti, fondue and lots of cake…
24/11 Tue – (Tea) went out with Melody to get coffee and junk food for the office… and inhaled a pair of Twix…
25/11 Wed – (Tea) whole box of cinnamon Teddy Graham crackers.
26/11 Thu – (Tea) 12 Oreos
27/11 Fri – (Tea) another 12 Oreos, and Melody bought me Hong Kong’s all time favourite (recently voted as most popular snack among primary school children): 雞蛋仔 (Hong Kong style waffles / Egg Puff…?).
28/11 Sat – (Dinner) cheese fondue and ice cream with Apple and Morgan
29/11 Sun – (Lunch) sushi with grandma and mom (not a lot though, but I was too well fed for the week…)
1/12 Tue – (Dinner) Shanghai dumplings, rice and stuff with Tannessa; ice cream for dessert
2/12 Wed – (Dinner) Haagan Dazs all-you-can-eat ice cream with Melody and Stephanie from work.
3/12 Thur – (Tea) Sushi and ice cream with Apple
Basically for two whole weeks I felt either full or bloated at all waking moments… it always leaves me a joyful warm feeling when I see friends and dine with them, but too much bliss will gradually become not so much if I don’t control myself and do both in “moderation”…
Just as I thought today I can start getting back in track and go to dance class (the last time I went was a week ago…), and I got a call from my mom saying that she wants me to go to a family dinner tonight with her, which again means eating noodles string by string to keep my mind and hands occupied without looking awkward. So I guess it’s my cue to say “it couldn’t be helped; I will start tomorrow :)”.