i'm sick, not dead.
Sunday, June 5, 2005
down with sore throat, flu, peeling nose, fever for past 3 days. Mum has been giving me bland fish or chicken porridge. I hope I'm not dead yet, cause i'm going to die if I continue eating water with rice. Been rather bad tempered the whole day. Today, had to pick up a call that went-
Mum: Hello?
Me:Hello.
Mum: Hello? Can you hear me?
Me: (waiting for her to say something)
Mum: Hello? Can you hear me?
Me: (slams down phone)
Sis: Who was that? prank caller?
Me: Yeah.
Sis: who?
Me: Ma. (lol)
* *s'ling* *
Sunday, June 5, 2005
mew mew mew i'm possessed by a cat spirit mew
* *s'ling* * Some Explainin'
Sunday, June 5, 2005
spent too much of my life explaining things, explaining myself. Wouldn't it be nice if someone just said, "Oh don't worry, you're just you." I would find that incredibly sweet. There's no imagination in explaining, is there? Oh, but i'm guilty of asking people to explain and explain too...
* *s'ling* * 
