The Dubai Stone

I am getting fat. I'm going to say Dubai is making me fat, but alas, its me. My eyes are bigger than my belly and i can't stop eating...especially on flights!!!! Ok so i may be exaggerating a bit when i say fat but i'm putting on weight. its this lifestyle!! When i moved here, there were all these roumers about 'the dubai stone' how you will put on a stone whilst living here. oh shiiiiiit I've already put on half a stone!!! Having said this, i did loose weight before i came here but honestly, I'm eating so unhealthy. When I'm on flights i eat a meal tray, (sometimes even two!!!) and i'll help myself to the magical 'dry stores' which is full of chocolates and biscuits all things delicious. Ohhh and the puddings. Shit its so bad. And thats just the flights, when I'm not working, I'm always out to dinner, or getting a take away. In fact, i just got a wagamama delivery. ON. MY. OWN...isnt that pathetic?! I've never ordered a takeaway on my own in my life!! Actually i don't think I've ever ordered a take away! It was taaaaassty though!!!! Ha i dunno what this particular blog is about I'm just having a moan cause my stomach is like a big bloated balloon. Its very sexy. Maybe i think that if i write it down for the world wide web to see (and my 26000 viewers...say whaaaaaat?!!) that i'll do something about this little (i mean big...fat) problem. If not, i'll just have to rename the blog 'Memoirs of a trolley wobbly'