I AM ALIVE.
And safe, and kicking.
Okay so not so much kicking as freezing. (Sorry j i know this weather must be the friggin tropics compared to what you're getting but)
Starting school, eating like a soldier about to go on some kamikaze mission, bundling up like there is no tomorrow until i kind of look like a muscleman type who can't rest (her) arms at her side due to the insane layering, wrapping myself in 3 blankets before i can go to bed, enduring jerry's wide eyed incredulous looks, hoping nobody notices while i pick at everyone's fries after i polish mine off in record time, our failed attempts at searching for the elusive 'fiber one', missing mike b. to the double oh enn.. and other unimportant errands which mostly involve more food.
I miss all of you. And ba chor mee.