Gawd!! I’m getting fat! On the brink of obesity. When I took my morning bath this morning, I could hardly greet my little brother "Good Morning". Okay, maybe he is a little shy this morning, refusing to stand up and greet me like usual, but in rare circumstances like this, he would at least show his big purple head and give me a consoling nod. This morning, I could hardly see him!  I gave a slight tug, "wakee.. wakee.. it’s morning oredi.." Ahh.. he stood up and showed his shy little head. What a relief, he is still there!

Now I don’t like the idea of not being able to see my litle brother everymorning. So I have 2 choices in front of me. One, loose that flab. Two, lengthen my little brother. Of course it would be ideal for me to achieve both, but given my age, I think the latter would be unachievable. It has stagnated. No more growing power. Besides me old lady has been so used to it that if it grows any longer, she might reject it. So I am practially left with no choice but to loose that fat. Which is easier said than done.

It has been proven scientifically that the metabolism rate of a male above 40 is almost nil. Me? That would be negative nil. So whatever i stuff into my guts will not be burned off no matter how hard I exercise and eventually, it gets converted to fat. Maybe I should starve meself. Then I will have nothing for my body to convert. I will force my body to utilise the existing fat to energise my daily needs. But i have a terrible weakness for food. Especially those cholesterol enchancing kind. I can whack 2 plates fried rice, then order a steak as a side dish and wash it down with a mug of Carlsberg. Oh! Guan Im Mah, have mercy on me! Anybody have some secret recipe that i could use?