Mmm?

I kid you not when I tell you that I have eaten about more than 100 dumplings since the start of 2006. Ever since someone made the mistake of complimenting my mum on her dumplings, she has developed a fetish of making them weekly. This weekend alone, I have eaten 15, at the insistence of mummy dearest. Let's see how whether this fetish outlast the ngoh hiang madness. The ngoh hiang making madness got so bad, my cousins tried to seek my help in slipping away each time my mum attempted to sneak them into their bags.

Oh, and I ate the entire half of watermelon after my jog. Now, where on earth did all these food go? I'm hungry again.