To the awful detest of my fussy adamant self, I did it again, unaware of the fact to deal with myself when I do with the hangover of eating lumps of irresistible fat served at a wedding ceremony. I hate it when I happen to attend the conflicts within for not having control over my eating habits which possess the most sinful equations of repercussion. Hope I am not giving the impression of being a thorough diet practitioner, but rather am just an overweighing freak that innocently falls submissive to the pleasures of tasteful lures.