Posted on: Friday, January 12, 2007
Posted at: 11:02 PM
Saturday 12/01
Lunch at Marche with dearest Jon Gan today.
Was much fun... haven't seen him in eons so it was nice to catch up, right jon?? =)
Large hair he had by the way! =P
Haha. He had to scoot off to some modelling lesson so I went straight home, only to have my day foiled by a screaming mother. Shouldn't she be a little nicer to me since sis is off to Cheena Land for 6 months and dad won't be home till next month? Wedging a gap between us when we've only got each other for now, isn't a very clever thing to do. What's more! I conveniently forgot to tap my ez-linkie when alighting from the bloody bus. Nyeh. Argh I have to work tomorroW! I shall go exercise later... That is, if it doesn't rain.
I miss Kenn. He's 1st I/C for his platoon for now... and according to Andy it's not bad. It's better than being one later on when the sergeants will tekan the I/Cs more.
Slimming clinic doctor pointed out my fatty areas just the other day. I shall aim to lose weight. Yesss. Very ironic for the doctor to criticise patients when he himself is... quite the round-shaped one. Oh!! And according to that bogus (ok fine... it's not THAT bogus) BMI standard, my mum's overweight. I gawked at the nurse for a while when she told me the incredulous news. Sheeeesh. The cost of being thin and the theory of glorified beauty somehow = Popping of a blue pill before every meal to stop the fat from being absorbed into the body, and subsequently farting out oil. Yes, it's true. Fart out OIL. *shudder*
-rosti with sour cream and a jumbo cheese sausage, banana caramel crepe filled with creamy custard, furnished beautifully with a dollop of swiss chocolate ice-cream, crispy bite-sized calamari dipped in sweet garlic cream- I shall lose my fat the right way. hahaha.
toodle-loos.
