I'll miss you. )':

Proper meals for breakfast, lunch and dinner, exclusive of in between snacks.

Everyday, until it's over.

To prevent unnecessary fainting spells. =.=

Notwithstanding the figure portrayed sharply on the relentless glass screen of the weighing scale.

It's 11.11pm.

I wish..

I wish that you may find me again at the end of this fortnight.

Then, we shall soar together, again.

Ana, you'll hate me for this.

But it's just 2 weeks.

2 short weeks.

I shall return.

I need to appreciate what I have first before it disappears.

Eradicated, bogged down with.. glycerol.

Just 2 weeks.

I'll miss you terribly, Ana.

You know that.