I know I haven't been blogging much, especially since I'm alwayz bursting with things to say. Wll, I am but I'm just not in the mood, I guess. PMS?? Maybe.

Considering that 2 days ago, I just burst out crying while on a conference with Such, Adam & Jan. It sounds kinda petty now but if I'm not mistaken -my memory is real bad- Adam kept egging me mercilessly & he was pushing it a bit too far. I was silently sullen throughout the discussion about my upcoming going-away barbecue which I'm not even sure I'm up to.

Preparing for the trip to Thailand has kinda drained me a little & ater eating the malaria pill, I'm undergoing waves of nausea & dizzy spells. Anywayz, yeah, I did mildly explode into a round of tears because of various reasons which I don't remember & it was then that Adam, that dear friend of mine helped pull me back up.

He told me he'd call me after the conference, which he did & surprisingly, he understood me perfectly. He knew what I was going through; he knew I was kinda sad in some way & we talked until about 4am about everything & nothing. That bugger. Don't know what I'd do without him.

Mada told he envied me, being of how much capacity I had to love. Come one Mada, everyone has love in their hearts. It's how much they want to show it out to the world & risk their hearts in the process. Which is exactly my situation. Geez. I sound like a romantic sucker. Wait, I AM a romantic sucker. Oh, man. I am in deep shit.

Such, Jan & Mada has profusely told me not to get too involved with this kind of situation & I guess I'm taking it day by day. Yesterday, 3/4 of the Chill Club went out to town to catch a movie. Jan won a pair of tickets to see this psychotic movie Saw & Such, me, Art & Kit Fan went to catch Taxi, which was hilarious!! Okay, maybe I found it funnier than the rest of the guys, but it did take my mind off certain sad things.

Went to Mustaffa Centre today with Mom & Dad & bought mysel a new Reebok sports thing. Saw the new Man Utd kit & drooled at it with longing but reminded myself that I was going to Thailand & there was obviously VERY cheap stuff there.

I've promised to buy stuff for the Clubberz; jerseys for me, Art, Jan & maybe Kit Fan, black shoes for crazy Mada, a birthday prezzie for Van & I have no idea what to get for Such. A Thai husband?? I'd also insured the 3 loony guys that their souvenir would include a Thai Girl...Ahahahakz!! Wicked!!

I guess I'd get myself a few jerseys: the Man Utd one, the black Real Madrid kit & both orange & white Holland jerseys. Jan wants the new Juve kit as well as the black Real Madrid & an AC Milan jersey while Art is contented with a 'Pool one. Yeah, Liverpool. Don't know what Kitty wants, though; I gotta check with him on that one.

I leave at 8am on Wednesday -that's 6 days from now & counting. Definitely, there'll be tears on my barbecue. Heck, I nearly cried yesterday after parting with the gang. I know, I know, I'm making a big deal about a thing like this but hell, this is my family I'm leaving for 3 weeks!! My immediate family & my Chill family. And then there's those cute little Thai kids. *Sighz*

I WILL miss those buggers from the Chill Club. Even if stupid Mada made me cry. All the worse for me to leave them. And then there's such & Van. Both of them combined would turn Jan into a raving lunatic. I just hope she doesn't end up killing herself because of those 2 monkeys. She alwayz talks to me about them & now when I'm gone for 3 weeks, who would she confide in?? Mada isn't exactly Uncle Agony material; yeah, he's getting there but not quite as good as Jan.

I mean, look what happened to me?? I turned all Emo like him!! Freaky...

Art & Kitty are definitely no help at all since they're both in their own gay world & Michelle is in her own world too, with her boyfriend. Poor Jan.

Tomorrow's the day I accompany my kid sister to her Prize Giving Ceremony. Apparently, she was 2nd in class & the poor kid's got no one to accompany her. Dad's gotta work, Mom has to attend some Parent Volunteer Meeting & so I'll be playing Favored Guardian of the Day!! Whoopee...

Thank God I'm dragging my cousin Farah allong. At least now I've got company. And it's at friggin' 9.30am. Well, I guess I'll just pop by NYP to get some stuf from Ms. Chua after that then go to Nanny's to get my charger I left on the first day of Raya.

Laterz...
Lenny JC