Dear Diary,

I have a confession.

I have been doing some serious pigging out I tell ya…
No, really… As in really pigging out on sinful stuff… Shihlin Chicken, Pasta, Lasagna, Chinese Rojak, and then today: - Indian Vegetable Briyani, etc. And that’s just in the past week or so.

Now wait, let me explain: Today is Thaipusam, so my friend/colleague Minnie, suggested going to Little India to have vegan food for lunch. The food was good of course; it’s just that the portions were so huge… The after-effects of such a huge albeit satisfying lunch was deeply regretted upon although I deserve it for being such a pig today… And the best part is that I was already feeling guilty for eating so much in the previous days. Damn it all got compounded. So much for self-control…

Oh my goodness, I feel so full!!!! I did also request my colleagues to check up on me if their calls went unanswered should I go comatose from so much food; which they faithfully did. The irony was that I didn’t even finish my food, but then again, that’s because Indian food portions tend to usually be enough to feed two people. It’s simply amazing how some can have multiple servings of rice itself, once for ‘sambar’ (lentil curry), once for ‘rasam’ (spiced soup), once for yoghurt and maybe another once more for a curry of sorts… (And, one “Indian” serving portion of rice is enough to leave me full for a whole day mind you.)

I am convinced that it certainly would be the death of me to eat like them… But I’ve seen women eat like that too, unbelievable but true… I often assume that it is probably because it is their first proper meal of the day, though it is purely an assumption that has yet to be proven true. Oh well, it is hence with great ironic regret that I had enjoyed my lunch today and then come to make a confession. Well, there it is, I’ve confessed.