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I was at NLRC again today. Two days in a row now. The other party moved for submission of position papers and the mandatory conference was thereafter terminated. That means I have a new item in my to-do-list - position paper. Go me!
I haven't done yoga in three days. For a self-confessed yoga addict, that means one month. It is a big deal, seriously. Everytime I eat something, well, unhealthy like a taro pie from McDonalds, my lissome body (in my jejune fantasies) gets attacked by guilt. And it's a feeling I can do without. I have too many deadlines. I need to eat to make myself feel better! But I'm so scared that after a month, I won't be a size small anymore. Then, I'd have to kill myself. I just need to do yoga. I know, people have bigger problems and I should just basked in contentment with the life I have. ..Oh well.
Basta, I have to practice yoga. I promised myself I will do yoga AT LEAST 4 times a week. It's a thursday already tomorrow, and I have been to one class still. The week is almost over. HAVE TO DO YOGA TOMORROW!