With a raging forehead and a throat that felt like it splintered, too. Also, in the aftermath of a horrid nightmare about vampires.
No kidding! I felt like I was four years old again. Who still has nightmares, tell me? I don't even remember my last one. And one about vampires?
This is all smallville's fault. I tuned in to smallville 5 on channel 5 last saturday, while I was folding the laundry. This episode's about Lana or Lara or whatever the beau of Clark has for a name joined a vampire sonority without knowing it was vampire-filled and thus got turned into one, for awhile. Until Clark and Chloe discovered and he stuck that needle with the "antidote" for vampire-ism into her heart. I don't know what happened after that, cos I tuned off.
But anyway, my nightmare was fully vampire infested. I woke up totally expecting one over my head, or actually, my neck.
Well After I realized everything was a dream and that I was having a fever, I crawled out to get a cold press for a forehead (I think I was also hallucinating along the way to the kitchen!!!) and promptly went back to sleep.
Next morning, (hahaha) my fever was gone, but my mother didn't agree. I was pulled awake, stuffed full of something like bee hoon soup (SHE KNOWS I HATE BEE HOON) and fed fever medicine. Along with the medicine for a clogged-up nose and phlegm-filled throat. Gross.
But I went back to sleep. This time on the sofa. I just didn't have the energy to move at all.
So sad! Cos I know vivien, kelvin, adrian, shaun and melvin (I don't know who else) gathered at Marina Bay to eat at the-place-where-you-have-steamboat-and-I-don't-know-it's-name and also to, uh, celebrate? No, to congratulate?
Well Melvin and Shaun are going into the army in 13 april, and we're just - just saying bye in a nice way.
They should have a word for this.
Well obvious I couldn't make it. I don't think I would have the strength to walk to the MRT station, much less eat steamboat. But I must have missed out a lot of fun. Tears of sadness stream down my face, at this very thought.
HAHAHAHAHA, THIS REMINDS ME OF SOMEONE...
Goodbye, secondary school. Hello, TP, in about 14 days.
Oh, actually, before I started blogging, I was in friendster, and my heart was breaking about something.
But, now, all I wanna do is to laugh, and think.
HOW COULD I, SUCH A BABE, HAVE EVER BEEN WITH HIM????
*crazed evil laughter*
To find out more, just ask me. Personally. I would be pleased to tell you the whole story. muahaha.
