World's healthiest person

I admit it.

I am not the world's healthiest person.
Hell, who is?

A few minutes ago, I was busy finishing off this chocolate bar I found in the fridge.
& I ain't talking about that single, puny piece of a chocolate bar like Mars.

Nooo sireee, I'm talking about a grown-up bar. The one where there's those little cube-sized chocolates so that you could break it off & eat one piece a week or whatever.

Except that I ate the whole thing.
In five minutes.

& it was Swiss chocolate - yes, the notorious creamy, thick Swiss kind.

& sure, it's one thing to eat it while walking or doing push-ups or dancing with S-Club 7 or whatever.
It's another to be watching re-runs of Curious Play (Fushigi Yuugi) which were like drawn in the 90's or whatever, if you analyse the colouring on the futon couch, lying on your stomach.

Seriously. It's as if I want to be obese.

Funny thing. I went to the doctor's the other day - no biggie, I was just teman-ing my dad - & there was this cool weight-height thing to measure the status of your fat.

Guess what? For my height, I'm on the brink of Normal & - you'd never believe this but it's the truth, I cross my heart - Underweight.

HAH.

I told this to Aley & she just looked all serious & said, "I told you so. This just means you're tall."
Terminated.

So now I'm just waiting for this video to load so that I can grab it & put it in my iPod & watch it when my parents think I'm asleep.

Muahaha. They do not know that I am now clever enough to download stuff. =P