I'm really really really really angry!! What does she think i am? A slaughterhouse chicken? I hate the way she forces food down my throat. It's as though she wants to eat me when i'm fat and chubby. I mean? Who eats DINNER at 4-5pm? only her. And she keeps forcing me to eat and eat and eat and eat. And the food is worse than shit. add that to the fact that i just ate a big lunch at 3pm.

If i'm napping she says "Don't sleep. wake up. go downstairs and eat". And she calls the maid to come and chase me every 10secs.

If i'm doing my HW, she says "Do your homework later. eat more important." And it's 4.30pm. eat what man??!!!

When i'm so stressed out at the 101 things i have to do that day, all she can do is send the maid up to get me to eat. i tried locking the door. she has the key. i tried pasting notices on the door telling ppl not to disturb, especially if it's asking me to eat. No one cares. I tried ignoring all these irritating people. they brought the food to my room. i shouldn't even call it food. just a lump of stinky stuff they call "dinner".

she's driving me bulimic. she's making me hate eating. she giving me the phobia of eating. i'm so mad. so mad so mad so mad. If i'm short, that's her genes, if i'm undernourished, it's her maid's lousy cooking.

I"M NOT EATING!!!!!!