Yeah that's right... today is fast. But not in the quick sense, in the lack of food sense.

I decided that I would take it upon myself to complete a 72 hour fast starting on Saturday night. It's now Monday night and man, I want food. Actually I thought that it would get progressively more difficult as the days went by, but it's just like a constant hunger. I think that your hunger peaks like a few hours after and then gradually decreases and levels off. So yeah, I'm hungry, but it's not like I can't stand it. But every time I think of, smell, hear, etc food it is harder.

Since last night was church and almost every night after church I do something afterwards that involves eating with a group of friends of mine, it was kinda difficult. We all went out to this pizza place, so there I was, watching everyone eating nice, juicy, greasy pizzas with their melted cheese, onions, ground beef, pepperoni. And I had to settle for a bottle of juice™. Holey, tomorrow after church, I shall eat until I exPLODE! Man... I can't wait.

Oh yeah, so I never esplained (yeah that's right, "esplained") why I am fasting. I'm doing it for my brother, mom and dad so that they all accept Christ. I pray that they do one day. Bahb said that fasting is a powerful weapon to use. I trust his judgement... or at least the judgement of the Bible! My dad just asked me if I wanted some shrimps, but well since I don't really want to have to tell him why I'm fasting I told him I didn't want any. I guess it's not REALLY lying. I want to eat them, but I don't want to break my fast. So uhm. Yeah, anyway I now have less than 24 hours. I can do it!