59kgs!
That should say it.
I weighed in at 68kgs when I signed up for gym. No I don't have any pictures of me because I haven't been to outings where anyone carries a camera. Altho I have to say that my pictures during the office Xmas party last year weren't too telling of any weight loss. Maybe I'm just too harsh a critic.
Ah, but I'm still 8kgs overweight anyway. According to some chart someone did and by which all PE and Kesihatan teachers, and nutritionists measure levels of health, at my 5' 1" frame, I should weigh 51kg. The last time I was that light, I was 23 years old, in college, starving and had just recovered from a cough that lasted two months and four visits to the doctor. In a desperate attempt to cure my illness, I embarked on a self-designed meat-and-oil-free diet of soup, porridge, teh o limau panas and barley for almost 1 month.
Given my sluggish daily routine, I don't think that will ever work again. Anyway back to work. It's a Friday evening, 8.30pm in my office. Gerard the designer has popped out for dinner. He has to finish 2 mock-ups for a corporate brochure for Monday morning. I have to read through and leave comments on an 11-page copy sheet on asset management processes and strategies. NOW WHO WAS IT WHO SAID ADVERTISING WAS GLAMOUROUS???
For some reason, of all nights I've stayed back there are lots of mosquitoes and funny-looking bugs flying around tonight. I am so sleepy and brain dead now. Last night I didn't sleep too good cuz there was a water problem in the apartment and I couldn't bathe. The ickky part was that I couldn't wash my feet! Mommy says that if you don't wash your feet, the bad "chi" will follow you to your sleep. I guess I was too afraid to dream so I forced myself to stay up.
Tomorrow I'm following a buddy to Hijjas Kasturi's Rimbun Dahan or sumfink like that. He said he wanted to introduce me to a wider set of people so that I don't just mingle with the same ol' same ol' people. Well I personally think artists and ad people ARE the same. They're all jaded, intoxicated, pretentious, cynical, bitter, glory-seeking, cocky, unreal and annoying. The only difference is the size of their wallets - whose is bigger I wouldn't know. All I know is my wallet is anorexic.
I have a "beach" wedding to attend on Sunday - which means more $$ out tha window. OK - now my wallet is bulimic.
Gerard's back with some cheese tarts (so sweet of him) and I've just made up in weight what my wallet will lose over the weekend. Right now, back to more quantitative strategies and investment research processes. Macamlah aku faham...
I weighed in at 68kgs when I signed up for gym. No I don't have any pictures of me because I haven't been to outings where anyone carries a camera. Altho I have to say that my pictures during the office Xmas party last year weren't too telling of any weight loss. Maybe I'm just too harsh a critic.
Ah, but I'm still 8kgs overweight anyway. According to some chart someone did and by which all PE and Kesihatan teachers, and nutritionists measure levels of health, at my 5' 1" frame, I should weigh 51kg. The last time I was that light, I was 23 years old, in college, starving and had just recovered from a cough that lasted two months and four visits to the doctor. In a desperate attempt to cure my illness, I embarked on a self-designed meat-and-oil-free diet of soup, porridge, teh o limau panas and barley for almost 1 month.
Given my sluggish daily routine, I don't think that will ever work again. Anyway back to work. It's a Friday evening, 8.30pm in my office. Gerard the designer has popped out for dinner. He has to finish 2 mock-ups for a corporate brochure for Monday morning. I have to read through and leave comments on an 11-page copy sheet on asset management processes and strategies. NOW WHO WAS IT WHO SAID ADVERTISING WAS GLAMOUROUS???
For some reason, of all nights I've stayed back there are lots of mosquitoes and funny-looking bugs flying around tonight. I am so sleepy and brain dead now. Last night I didn't sleep too good cuz there was a water problem in the apartment and I couldn't bathe. The ickky part was that I couldn't wash my feet! Mommy says that if you don't wash your feet, the bad "chi" will follow you to your sleep. I guess I was too afraid to dream so I forced myself to stay up.
Tomorrow I'm following a buddy to Hijjas Kasturi's Rimbun Dahan or sumfink like that. He said he wanted to introduce me to a wider set of people so that I don't just mingle with the same ol' same ol' people. Well I personally think artists and ad people ARE the same. They're all jaded, intoxicated, pretentious, cynical, bitter, glory-seeking, cocky, unreal and annoying. The only difference is the size of their wallets - whose is bigger I wouldn't know. All I know is my wallet is anorexic.
I have a "beach" wedding to attend on Sunday - which means more $$ out tha window. OK - now my wallet is bulimic.
Gerard's back with some cheese tarts (so sweet of him) and I've just made up in weight what my wallet will lose over the weekend. Right now, back to more quantitative strategies and investment research processes. Macamlah aku faham...
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