Think A Little, Sigh A Little Hey there. I'm here. I didn't leave. You know where I went. Those of you who called, thanks. Dad's okay now. It was very minor, and he's walking again. Its affected his facial muscles though, and there's a little bit of a problem listening to him speak. But he likes to speak.

I still like the food in HK though. I like the glutinous balls that have the black sesame paste in it. Tastes delicious.

I've been stuffing myself because of the nervousness. Its a bad sign. The last time I was in HK, my ex-boyfriend had just dumped me and I was stuffing myself for the first few days and then after the fourth or fifth day, I just could not take the amount of food I was taking and then it was non-stop puking for one whole month. Now, I wonder if I can put myself into that non-stop puking mode?

Minishorts, you shall vow to keep to a morning yoghurt, lunch high protein and high vitamins and dinner prunes only diet until you lose the excess of weight that you gained during the time you were in HK.

Otherwise you'll probably need to get yourself a whole new set of clothes to fit the new 'in-between the old and the new weight' you.

Sigh...

Life.

But thank God dad's alright.   ¶ 22:47