its toll on me

yes, i enjoyed 5 days worth of dinner coupled with 2 afternoons of coffee larcepuccino.

yep, all for a good, cold night. or so i thought.

i woke up sooner than the chickens, running for the nearest comfort.

thank God, it was just 3 leaps away.

then on, i was awake but with blankets and pillows drowning me.

break the fast, my Mom said before she left;

it's a basic rule in pharmacology, gobble up before you gulp in.

i did eat half of a piece and 2 sips of choco milk.

but in a wink, there it went, like i never ate.

it left me weak, so i got some rest and snored.

oh.. hirugohan is ready, grandma called out.

i am starving. i badly need to eat.

fish eyes stared, ripe mangoes tickled my nose.

but Tommy said, "No, i don't like that."

it sounded like a threat for another run, so i obliged.

i ended up with rice and soup. aka LUGAW

jut when i thought i am relieved from the hunger,

there i went running again.

and there it went too, like i never ate.

again.

for the 3rd time.

i certainly hope that this won't go on for another day.

it's awful and painful.

ps: dear Tommy,

please let me eat again. i'll try my best not to get you

exhausted with all the food i take in. please please please.