Milo's diagnosed with tick fever. A chronic one too. All the problems are there; anaemia, jaundice, liver malfunction and the la la la. He's been given jabs to kill those damn parasites that's making him sick. I'm pissed. I'm pissed at seeing him sick again. I'm pissed at forcing him to swallow those awful medicines. I'm pissed at myself. Absolutely pissed at myself. All I can do is to pray that he doesn't react to the jabs and he'll get better. My heart hurts. God, could you please give me a break?
Home sweet home. Reached this morning. Was supposed to be home last Saturday but me boss got sick so gotta cover her shift at work on Sunday. Not a bad thing, gave me an opportunity to spend some quality time with the new... *ahem* and did some touristy stuff like visiting Mount Faber and the la la la.
Life's relatively easy now. It consists eating, sleeping, mucking around with Chang dogs and eating. So there's sort like a bet going on between Rae and... *ahem* and it's about how much weight Rae will gain after this 2-week vacation. Damn. There's no freaking way that I'll be able to lie to someone who trains others to get in shape for living. Running is insanely tougher while I'm back home. The air is somewhat heavier and definitely polluted. Doing a 1.5km is like doing a 7km sans intervals. *sigh* His mantra to me: Drink more water! On a sadder note, 5 of those precious kois died last month. Gone were that fat-ass bully of a kigoi, 3 kohakus which included that most expensive and anaeroxic kohaku and a showa. I know not what to say to Mr. C. Ah well. On a brighter side, my tonsillitis' gone. Yes. Pig out time.
I'm on leave for the next two freaking weeks. Woopeedoo yeah!? It's a last-minute thing as me boss' due for her maternity leave in August and HR told me boss that I've got heaps of annual leave left so I decided to go home to see me family and doggies. And guess what... tonsillitis hit me yesterday. Friggin' stupid. Is it a curse or what?
Surprisingly, I got most of the hits from peeps googling up on.... jeng jeng jeng... kois. Serious. And weird. Apart from partying too much... (Yes, I'm beginning to think that *I* party too much which is rather disturbing), there's not much activities going on around Rae's planet. Verano 08 Rebajas thingamajiq's eating me inside out. Everything happened almost at the same time. Rae's physically tired man and this is kinda far out. Rae rarely feels tired. Sleepy maybe but never tired. Oh yeah I swear of late a lot of people have been telling me to drink a lot of water. Huh? Do I look sick?
Entertainment for the day. The cutest stuff in the world.
I shouldn't be doing this but it is cracking the shit outta me.
Latah is a condition of hyperstartling found in southeast Asia that is commonly considered a culture-specific syndrome. It is also the name for those with the condition, which is found mainly in adult women. The afflicted have a severe reaction to being surprised in which they lose control of their behavior, mimic the speech and actions of those around them and obey any commands given them. Latahs are generally not considered responsible for their actions during these episodes. Similar conditions have been recorded in other parts of the world such as Maine and Yemen but the connection between these behaviors remains unclear. -wikipedia
That's what I said when a friend asked what have I been doing the whole day today over msn.
Woke up around 1 plus. Didn't take any shower. Ate nothing but pepparkakor while sorting out this trojan shit that's infesting on my baby from downloading Rihanna's new album. Not a good thing I reckon. I gotta get off the slump ASAP. It was not him, it was the loss that is affecting me. He's just my placebo.
Anyway, Wednesday saw me and the girls partied @ MoS til dawn. Best part was meeting heaps of people and got that cute bartender's number. Shitty part was bumping into the ex. TWICE. Ish. 'Fess Up Time: I haven't been running. I've only clocked about 9kms last month. I have do something about it fast cos the said friend's just made me join Nike+ Human Racethat's happening end of August. Singapore starts at 4.30pm at the Esplanade Bridge. Join us! So now, showered and getting ready for drinks with angels. Might meet up for coffee with that cute personal trainer that I met at MoS few nights ago.
Last but not least, a slutty photo of the piss-induced webmistress with some stranger-turned-clubbing-buddy to end the entry.
I've been such a fool. Such a fool. What the hell was I thinking man!? Not only knowing the fact I made an err in judgment from day one, I let it ruined mah birthday. Sungguh geram with myself now. Everything's so obvious and different between he and I from the start; the lifestyle, the expectations, the mindset, the level of maturity, the earning power and la la la. Funny how how vast the difference is despite just a year older than him. Damn man. The feeling of kena tipu dengan budak kecik is so frustrating and it's making me overeat. Just stuffed myself with Ikea grub. Man the meatball sauce is yummy with lingonberry jam... loved it. While the lime jell-o is making me quite happy. Yes, I'm bingeing. Ah yes, I'm back on www now that I've just got myself that StarHub SurfLite thingamajiq so I'm one happy camper. Anyway... on a happier note, I celebrated my birthday with half of my team @ St. J's Fabulous Flirt on Sunday night. Second session start on Wednesday night. Venue still unconfirmed. Team fancies ambient @ Del Mar while I fancy mainstream. What to do? What to do?