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Tuesday, August 07, 2007

i miss you like the desert misses the rain.
you've spoiled me in every possible way.


yesterday was a horrible day. i've to really learn not to jinx myself anymore. anyway, i got food poisoning yesterday, because of the prata that i ate on sunday evening at casuarina curry along upper thompson road. no, it's not because of the curry. i don't eat spicy food. i know usually when you eat prata with curry and if the coconut milk's spoilt or something then there's where the whole food poisoning issue comes in. but since i didn't even touch the curry, not even a single bit, it has to be that extra ingredient that-shall-not-be-named-since-we-do-not-know-either that was added in during the course of preparation. oh how jolly. i woke in the morning with kinda mild stomachaches and i just dismissed it cuz i always had stomachache. but then my sister was shitting like crazy, and my dad was having really bad stomachache. the only person that wasn't affected was my mum and my maid.
"it's because of the durian and mangosteen we ate yesterday, you see!" my mum kept saying.
what nonsense.
"see lah! don't want to eat fruits lah! next time must learn to eat durian okay? see! turi (my maid) and i ate durian that's why we don't have food poisoning! the durian neutralised the bad bacteria. then eat mangosteen also, wah! double power you know?"
what illogical, unexplainable nonsense is that?!
anyway, i'm not touching durians. it's stinky, and yucky, and it's yellow. how can anyone eat anything that stinky, i'm clueless.
anyway, so since i was the only one who was having mild stomachaches, i was gloating about it (god knows why i was gloating about having stomachache), and in the end, i jinx myself because during the car ride to school, i was having really, REALLY bad stomachaches and i just wanted to just commit suicide. augh. after dad dropped me off in school, it got worse, and i had tina call the cab for me while i ran to the toilet to either shit or puke. which ever. i sat at the toilet bowl or around 15 minutes, and i swear i think i nearly died.
it was as though i just went to the battle field.
hilda vs stupid evil stomachache.
okay, enough disgusting details. the cab fare was $16.20 i think. $2 more than the previous time i vomited in school.
the cab driver was really funny. i guess my face was really pale and contorted with pain and everything that looks like a ghost more than a human, and besides i going home even before school began, so he asked me. "are you alright?"
i nodded my head and he went "fever ah?"
and i was like "no.. food poisoning."
and he was like "aiyo! what did you eat?"
"prata."
"see. that's the reason why i never eat prata. don't know what kind of weird things they add in.... *goes on and on with me just smiling at his funny reactions*"
i came back only to find that my maid went downstairs to look for a pillow that she dropped and i had to sit at the doorsteps waiting for her to come back. thank god my stomachache wasn't as bad as it was in the morning.
anyway, melissa texted me to ask me if i was going to the class CIP, but i was going to die or something if i actually moved, she i replied "my butt's like stuck to the toilet bowl please."
and she showed it to bronson, who has irritable bowel syndrome (IBS) which means his butt should be sticking to the toilet bowl more than mine, and he LAUGHED, like really loud! don't know why. is it that funny?
i spent the whole afternoon between the toilet and in front of the computer watching taiwanese dramas (with english subs of course), and i watched this super retarded show, tokyo juliet. i only watched it because the song was nice, and i thought the show would be nice too. but it was worse than like, power rangers. incredibly stupid. who takes 15 minutes to snip off a little bit of hair?!

YAY! NATIONAL DAY CELEBRATION'S TOMORROW. and the school gave us GREEN t-shirt to wear. ummm... which part of the singapore flag's green i wonder? hmm.
anyway. JACK'S PLACE TOMORROW! ooooh goodie! :D
happiness :D

i shall go do my math now. toodles :D

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