Sunday, May 06, 2007
OMG. The weather is beautiful today.
I can't help looking out at the sky because it just feels perfect.
The fact that it's a hot but windy day, it makes me happy already.
I'm extremely upset that I was turned down twice when I wanted to donate blood.
They told me they couldn't find the vein and when they did, they told me it was still too fine and that I could always come back 6 months or a year later.
It's like fated, I can never do any good deeds
lahh.
I don't know why, but after I went home from Affy's house on Friday, I felt sick.
Sudden runny nose and excruciating coughs, could things get any worse?
Here I am rotting at home, all alone, eating porridge like a sick, 99 year-old chick
while doing house chores at the same time, for example washing the toilet,
like omg did I just mentioned that in public?
Washing clothes and putting them to dry and the list goes on.
I did went out yesterday.
My ex planned to catch a late night movie but Spiderman 3 was fully booked!
Zama and his GF came along too but yeah, everything was cancelled.
Accompanied my Hottie to Compass Point around noon, before meeting Bestie, Nadzirah and the Bowen Girls at Hougang street soccer court.
The girls are a bunch of humorous and pretty pretty chicks. I love them lah!
We played street soccer with some boys there till 9PM and it was damn fun!
But my feet hurt, it isn't at all because of the blisters.
It's because of the sprained left foot.
One of the guy accidentally kicked my leg during the last 5 mins of play.
Great, I'm officially a limping, retarded bastard now.
Trust me, it's that bad.
I have no idea how am I going to go to school tomorrow, walking like that.
Here's my dad's idea of a fast healing process. By wearing ankle guard? IDTS.
We kick all kinds of balls! Okay, that sounded super wrong. Haha.
That is actually the main reason of me rotting at home today.
And I'm so sorry Hottie that I didn't heed your advice.
You told me not to play soccer on that day because I'm sick but I didn't listen.
So yeah, serves me right.
What to do? Degil nine kind? Haha.
Labels: Everything Hurts.
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