I’m a filmmaker. I tell stories. I translate ideas into stories. Capturing the essence of an idea makes it real, gives it life. Ever since college, I’ve always seen myself as an Auteur waiting for my moment to arrive. I’ve since learned that waiting is useless. I have to go get it.
For those of you who’ve read my story, which I’ve also mentioned before, you know that I’m a filmmaker. No, I haven’t made anything you would have seen in theaters yet. But some day, you’ll see. When I’ve got something I’d want you to see, this blog is where you’ll find out about it first, that’s a promise, my loyal fans.
As far back as I can remember, I’ve always been fat. In Hong Kong, that’s just not acceptable. Or at least that’s the message the local media is trying to hit us over the head with, over and over again. Don’t get me wrong, I’m far from a beach whale and no where near morbidly obese, but still, the pressure is on to be thin and beautiful. And to a lot of brainwashed, naive locals, thin IS beautiful. That’s why the weight loss business is such a runaway hit in this superficial wasteland known as Hong Kong.
My phone is ringing… I do not recognize the number… Who could be calling?