Robert H. Smith

The clock of life is wound but once, and no man has the power to tell just when the hands will stop, at late or early hour. Now is the only time you own. Live, love, toil with will. Place no faith in time. For the clock may soon be still.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Balloon

Crap… I regretted not extracting wisdom tooth on both sides. One side of me is a ballooned up whilst the other side normal. When I smile, the skin stretches; one nostril is larger than the other. Seriously I look like some cartoon.

These few days I have been loading myself with vitamin C and D and lots of calcium. Milk in the morning, Toufu and Sardines for lunch, Yoghurt and Cheesecake as snack, Eggs, Toukee, Orange Juice for dinner… I’m so tired from my swelled up face, can’t really do much productive work… I feel like cancelling most of the upcoming appointments.

Anyway, one of my dad’s key personnel is leaving us to help his son-in-law in a newly formed restaurant. My dad’s kind of stressed about it- all the upcoming handholding and to find a suitable internal replacement. :S