I managed to stick to my self-inflicted torture regime...getting in shape....Well, almost. I have been to the gym twice this week and plan to go swimming later in the week, make it a point to exercise 3 times a week. But, the thing is, my appetite is still as voracious as ever, no matter how hard I try to stop. As someone unkindly commented, my stomach is like a bottomless pit(wonder who said that?????Evil... Hmm). Nevertheless, I shall still try.....

My relationship with mum is better nowadays. We are now on very good terms as compared to the stormy period not too long ago. But it is as if it never even existed,the rift between us. Guess I am making more effort to include her in my life, knowing she's lonely, and not get my hackles raised when she questions my whereabouts and say I am always not at home even though thats not true. In fact, today, I tentatively brooched the topic of me going clubbing and she was ok with that( guess that is if i go like once in a blue moon. If I go everyweek,think she'd have a fit)....but I think thats a good start..whoaho.. Though I still feel I am not getting the freedom that I want, I guess we would have to compromise slowly and peacefully. But she always questions me about the guys I hang out with and all. And she is super inquisitive about who I chat to on msn. I happen to have many guy friends and if I say I was going out with a guy, she would go on alert mode and give me an inquisition. Ahh well, just have to learn how to act nonchalant and she would eventually cool it....Hopefully