I so can't believe my friend. Let's call her V. V has this sudden obsession over her weight and it's totally insane the way she counts calories.
I've got an absolutely heaven-sent metabolism so I haven't cared how much I eat. I loooove to eat and not gain a pound.
V's story is different. She fretted two days ago when we hung out, saying that her jeans nearly won't fit her.
Buy. New. Jeans.
I guess letting go of her ratty jeans would mean surrendering the battle of the bulge. She's a bit on the pudgy side but she's not that fat!One can totally tell she still has a figure!
When we were just killing time at the mall and we had this long debate on what to eat in KFC.
She practically started to count the calories on the menu board and even recited a list of food she's suppose to avoid. Blahblahblahblah...
Order.A. Damn. Salad.
Does she know you need at least 2000 calories to survive?
It's friggin' stupid to avoid calories at all cost when it's one of the things that's keeping us alive.
She's saying she had already cut rice off her diet and she's still gaining. I asked her if she eats vegetables. She says she doesn't.
Huh. Think I found the problem.