Maybe my first post could have started like this...
But time flew by and i lazied with the idea till it was 3 days past my d-day.I look back at all those years past and men i appreciate my body at 19-22, i was so in good shape, lean and spotless clean face. i look at the photos of then and wish time machine could just take me back. now i have excess body mass in the wrong places, i have cellulite on my thighs and buttocks, stretch marks allover my bum and boobs...some on my arms..and my face breaks out as it feels like.
It is not like i do not feel good about my myself, it is that i acknowledge that i had some lifestyle and bodily changes in the last two years. I love my rounder chest, my new all natural hair, my new added weight and i love me, she love her...jane, they love her...jane.
My 24th birthday was just like any other day. i woke up at 6 am, and cleaned up, had breakfast and got rid of all things i did not like and at the end of it all, the exercise was so fulfilling. i bought a cupcake, sang myself happy birthday song and made my wishes. i strolled with my friend around campus and later went for the TPF6 concert and that was it.
Proudly 24, adopting new life mantras like, eight glasses of water a day, exercise for at least 30 min 3 times a week, eating right...what my grand ma ate only!!! The battle is not easy, but i hope to see my 3rd generation.

























