I've just finished reading Nana's borrowed library book. Smart title, I thought. People talk about life in the fast lane, but fat people narrow it down more accurately, so it becomes, life in the fat lane.

Though I've yet to be really obese (gasps, that doesn't sound too positive), I'm already experiencing life as it should be in the fat lane. I've blogged about colleagues thinking I'm pregnant, right? OK, that's one.

Second, I can't really fit into an M or L too easily these days. I was lucky enough and very delighted when I could fit into Esprit's L a month ago, or wait, was that XL? The last pair of jeans I bought last year was a size 28. Obviously that no longer fit as well as it should but I never expected my waistline to be more than 30 before I could actually turn 30 years old!!

Undergarments? Sometimes I wonder if the machines in clothes/underwear factories have moulds that stop at size S or something. Even the XLs look like size S to me! Sighs, it ain't easy being fat in S'pore.

Third, being fat makes you look older. Evidence? A girl, probably 17 yrs old, called me "Cik" in an AUssino store just now. It took me 2 seconds before I realised that the "Cik, boleh saya bantu?" phrase was meant for me. In my heart, Oiiii! I'm not even 10 yrs older than you lah! But I was just so stunned. So I went, "OK, Cik nak yang..." Not, obviously! I just weakly conceded defeat, letting her call me Cik again when she apologised for making me wait at the cashier. *loud sobs*

This is only March 06 right? Great, I still have 9 more months to lost some kilos. I mean, if Erlin Montel can do it in real life, I'm pretty sure I can too. It has only been 6 months, But i'm already sick of being fat. I'll start my diet tomorrow.