Today is going to be a non-nail related post. I am going to share the good first then the annoying. Despite the name of the post, this really isn't going be a negative 'i-hate-the-world' thing.
Well on Sunday, I took my mom and dad out to the National Museum of Singapore. We had to have lunch first of course so we went to China Town.
kai lan, the veg. I don't know the English word for it. The ONLY place I'll eat liver. It's that good.
melty in the mouth. Home made sauce. *drools*
This is the best sweet and sour pork in Singapore. Dare I say the world?
was pretty hard to take a straight photo.
It was a great Sunday. We laughed, we talked, we bonded. We went without a single argument. The Museum had an exhibit of Singapore in the 60s. It was really good with my own personal tour guides.
Then night came...
My mom's old friend, let's call her Da Cow, shall we.
She came over and I came to the kitchen to have dinner.
She pointed at me after some forced conversation and said,"Wah you so fat ah! Why don't you join the Biggest Loser?"
I lost it. I really did. I haven't lost my temper in ages and yet, there I was, breaking cups.
You see, since the beginning of this year, I have been on a healthy weight loss thing. It's more for my health. In Jan, I was a size UK14. Now, I am a UK12.
You see, in Singapore, (THE one thing I hate about this place) anything over a size8 is fat.
Fatty fat fat fatty fat.
So god knows where I stand.
And old people think it's their right to comment on your body and weight with no second thought.
If I lost a gram for every time someone said I was fat, I would Kate Moss -20kg. Which is all of her.
Okay, little rant over.
Back to nails soon! I promise. :)