Mom proposed something last tuesday. A diet that was supposed to "do the trick". And so that we both would be more motivated, we'd have to do it together.
Mom: For the first day, we need to cleanse. So that means we have only pineapple juice the whole day.
Me: Just juice?
Mom: Yes, and then the day after that, we'll have meat during mealtime. But it shouldn't be salted.
Me: How much meat?
Mom: matchbox sizes.
Me:
So anyway, I took it on. Because I thought I could. The day after, me and P chan went out for that SUPER manga spree (by going through six malls. WHEW! Hahaha!) And I really made the most of it by getting some Okonomiyaki (I'll blog about that next time :D). I ate a lot of goooood food because I was gonna go for that diet for the next month. Or maybe even after that.
And so, here comes day one. And I start the morning with a glass of pineapple juice. Around two hours later, I spot a burger in the ref.
Me: No. No. No. Must...stick...to diet.
And an hour later, my sister was eating corned beef and rice in front of me.
Me: (omg omg omg. Corned beef. No. I can do this.)
And my sister didn't finish it.
Me: (What a waste. That's good food right there. ) Hey, aren't you finishing your food?
Sis: No. I'm full already.
Me:.... hm. Put it in the microwave for ten seconds. I'll finish it.
And mom found me and said that if I'm not sticking to it, she's not sticking to it.
Mom: Why would I give myself a hard time if you're not going to join me anyway?
Me: Mom... not being able to eat such delicious food will be the death of me.
And that's that. I'll take it out on exercise. Promise.