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Friday night: pizza, Carlsberg, fried potatoes, mandarin, all kinds of gummies and a couple of gulps from Sharon’s cup of coffee

Saturday morning: strawberry yoghurt with banana chunks, 2 bowls of instant noodles with egg and Danish brown bread

Saturday afternoon: gummies, caramel pudding

Saturday evening: pancit, crabs (just for me!), adobo, fried fish, rice and Joann’s special sawsawan. Oh, and puto bibingka for dessert.

Sunday: fried rice and leftovers from saturday’s dinner, ice cream and pizza

I couldn’t identify with the word ”enough” for a couple of days. I was unbelievably gluttonous. It was far imaginable how someone like me could gulp food nonstop. And I really mean nonstop. It was as if I’m going to a far-off place where there’s no food or water and there’s an urgent need to fill my stomach with all the food within my reach so that I would be able to survive for a month....or going to a death sentence.

Every space in my tummy was left unoccupied. My digestive system was pressured to work double than double time while I laid on the sofa, waiting for my neuro system to help me stop my urges to grab food on the center table.

So now, after two days of indulgence, I resolved to deprive myself from any edible solid food. This might save me from going to hell.

...the witnesses to my obscene food spree weekend...