We all have funny sides. Not funny haha but funny strange. My sister is a little auntie trapped in a stick-like body (lucky her) along with a baby face. I was happily eating my subway (amen) while she was having tuition and she was making so much noise at the same time. Apparently she asked neth (my maid) to order her drink without ice which she forgot about, the logic goes like this, no ice=more liquid inside= more worth it=adding your own ice at home.

Talking about stick-like bodies, it's so not fair that some people don't ever get fat from eating so much. I'm still quite upset about my weight gain. I hate carrying so much fats around whereeeeever i go. Gone were the days when i was skinny. Okay actually you know what, i don't think i have ever been skinny. The only time glorious time would be when i entered primary one. I was only grossly 17 kg then, (hahaha shit that's scary). I was so fat when i was a baby people asked my mother if i had a neck/eyes. But seriously, if you were thinking straight, why the hell would you ask a mother whether her darling baby had eyes. Idiots.

I wonder when motherly instincts start kicking in. I think i mother my brother a lot. But i think it's happening, all around. I've been carrying an umbrella everytime i go out (i never ever did so in the past) and apparently my dearest friends do so too (especially isabel koh). Soon we'll start talking about which umbrellas are the lightest or the cheapest. And right after we'll promote ourselves and proceed on to talking about the latest discounts at fair price or even coldstorage.

Kenny and i have stopped eating for fun, for really good reasons.