Food Galore!

This past week has been a stomachful. I went for two buffet dos within a span of a week; one at Sunway Resort's Sun and Surf Cafe and another at Mandarin Oriental's Biba's Cafe. Some of you are already wondering what kinda appetite i have.. yes, it's monstrous! I eat anything under the sun(lots of it,too..and it shows!).. except most seafood and all raw bites are out.

Anyway, for those of you contemplating a buffet spread in the near future, please leave the Sunway Resort Hotel's buffet spread out of your options. Although the desserts were quite good, the food on the whole kinda sucked. And the service was far from what you would expect from a place like that. The ambience was all wrong; not an ounce of class for the rm57++ I paid. There were characters in shorts and thongs wandering about amidst hyperactive children who should have been at the Lagoon instead. Maybe i expected too much. But for rm57++, I damn well should!

Then there was the Mandarin Oriental, where you can't go wrong. I've been there before, also for the buffet,(the pig strikes again!) so I pretty much knew what to expect. Everything was just right here, from the main dishes right down to the napkins. The staff were polite and attentive, and i didnt curse at the service charge like i usually do. This buffet was also about fifty pluss and the plusses were definitely worth it. The desserts were mouthwatering and they served everyhing you could imagine in an internatonal buffet. Japanese,Indian,satay,Italian(pasta and such), cream soup, all types of bread, cheese, sausages, noodles, lamb, chicken,c old salads... ooh, just to relive it again!!!

Holiday Villa's kinda sad... Sheraton's good... those are a few that I've tried. I'd love to hear buffet stories from you guys, pigs like me.. it just makes me go all warm inside, haha!

could it be?

I've never seen myself as a person with an eating disorder.Maybe that's because anyone would think that someone with bulimia,severe or not,would be stick thin.But I'm not.A long way from there actually.

"Anucia,you're smarter than this",I tell my self each time the tears stream down my cheeks as i hover above the bowl.I panic when I gasp for breath when the mashed,clumpy food refuse to come out,stuck in my throat threatening to choke me.Flash,and I remember this story my cousin told me about a bulimic girl in the UK who died of a heart attack during one of her after-indulgence sessions."It'll never happen to me",I dismiss the anxiousness,and automatically it comes out.I tell myself, "It's all in your mind.You'd never die throwing up.What stupid headlines it'll make".I look into the mirror and see a tear-streaked,red-eyed soul trapped in the body of a whale.

The thing is...food is my greatest weakness and i don't have the discipline to follow a strict diet for more than three days.

I refuse to see a problem in what I'm doing,though there's a gnawing feeling eating at my conscience.Is this denial?If it is,then it's true that bulimia and aneroxia is a mental illness.Hah!I'm a psycho.

But why do I continue to criticise and scorn at the stick thin ppl and those who conform to the public's idea of physical perfection?