It seems that alot of the kids I know have been afflicted with the fresher's 15... or 20... or 30... 

-_-

including me.

Which only means 2 things:

Exercise

(screams in horror at the hour spent atop a stationary bicycle with really bad seats)

and

cutting down the food intake

(Screams in horror just because the food is always glorious and now I have to cut portions in half)

chances are, I'd do neither.

Because I'd risk the eventual heart attack before I give up la dolce vita.

I guess that'll be on my eventual tombstone then:

"La dolce vita better than a heart attack she said"

Nudder dream post up in teh sekret blog.