One month ago, I worked till really late. I was tired, dead beat but most food shops were all closed, except for one – the one that sold bak chor mee at the basement of a shopping centre.

I sat down alone in the shop while the aunties busied themselves with washing the dishes as they prepared to close for the day.

Then the bowl of bak chor mee came. The mee kia (or “skinny noodles” if translated directly) was coated just right with sauce made up of soya sauce, lard and a generous dose of black vinegar. As I lifted the mee kia with my chopsticks into my mouth, I relished in the vinegary fragrance.

That humble, comforting bowl of bak chor mee sent me to cloud nine; all my weariness for that day melted.

Yep, that’s how I can be comforted — with a bowl of bak chor mee.



I am weighing my lightest to date. Yep, that’s right, ever since I hit puberty and shot to a height of 1.59m, I was never less than 45 kg. But in the last month, I lost 3 kg and now weigh 44 kg. I knew that I was eating less as work had been intense for the past 4 to 6 months (there’s always something to do and rush for) but I never knew I could lose 3 kg but just like that.

Anyway, I have been trying to eat more to regain the nutrients and weight I have missed out. It doesn’t feel good to know that you have dropped in weight so suddenly. I don’t think it’s healthy.

I need to take better care of myself. Time to stock up on cereals and fruits in office.