Happy birthday, Daddy!! No, not Daddy PK; my REAL daddy.

Anywayz, was out cold the whole of Monday afternoon. I kept stealing 40 winks every chance I could because my body was on overdrive & fever overrode me. Hell, I even resorted myself to sleeping in the staff toilet for half an hour; yeah, I was that sick. I went home & drowned 2 Panadols & succumbed myself into oblivion. And obviously, I couldn't do anything on the video. Damn, Romain I., is leaving this Saturday & he's my last chance at giving the Fries their CD.

I WILL get it over & done with, I promise. By hook or by crook.

Yesterday, despite the fever & coughs, I had to drag myself over to Royal Plaza on Scotts for that high-tea thing that Dad acclaimed for us. I wouldn't say I stuffed myself like a pig; I had minimal appetite & looking at the buffet tables really brought a nauseating feeling to my tummy. A type of finger food really had me giggling to myself, though. Spring rolls!! And who should love spring rolls other than BBR himself!!

It kinda reminded me of how Daph, Khai, BBR & myself snuck downstairs to the International Students seminar like a couple of greedies & pretended to be one of them because we wanted to steal food. And in the end, it was Khai & BBR who got caught by some French lecturer who knew both of them. Jeez.

Anywayz, I was tempted to take a picture of the spring rolls but changed my mind in the end. Otherwise people would think that I was some kind of jakun who's never eaten in a five-star hotel before. Which wasn't true.

I remembered frequenting the place way back when I was younger & was an only child; an uncle of mine used to work there & during family gatherings, this was our chosen spot. One of my birthdays was even held here & a wave of nostalgia came over as I saw a slightly smaller replica of my birthday cake again as one of the foods put out as the high-tea menu. Yeah, my sister ate that.

In fact, it hadn't been that long that I hadn't been there. Just last year, my aunt & her husband wanted to give my Dad a birthday treat & she chose Cafe Vienna at Royal Scotts. Then, 2 years back, Dad again received a voucher to take us all to dinner together with another working colleague's family who'd won the voucher as well.

Anywayz, we did enjoy ourselves nonetheless & after that, we set off to meet Mom & Dad at Bugis where they drove all of us back to Nanny's house. Once we reached there, I immediately dropped like a rock onto Nanny's pullout sofa. Heh. I had taken another 2 capsules of Panadol & the effect was taking its toll on me. Still, the pullout sofa wasn't a normal bed & as lazy as I was to get up, I still forced myself to trudge upstairs to relieve myself & find a new sleeping ground.

I'm still sick today, though. The nose is still running, the foreheaad is still heating, the legs are still shivering, the lungs are still coughing; and I'm sitting diagonally across the bloody air-con vent!!

Luis is having presentation today with ugh...*in graveyard voice* Michelle.

And apparently, Luis told me that Michelle claims that she has suddenly taken a liking towards Liverpool after 'being influenced' by Luis & myself. Like, eww. Get a life, bitch!! Go support you OWN stupid team. Better still, go root for a one-man team i.e YOUR BOYFRIEND. Isn't that what you always do?? Isn't it always, my boyfriend this, my boyfriend that?? Bet you my LIFE that you don't even know what position your boyfriend plays. And even if you did, it'll be AFTER you ask him & not before. And you still have the cheek to publicly claim that you're a fan when you don't even know the name of the club's stadium?? Shameless bitch. You don't even know HOW TO SPELL the NAME of your supposedly 'favorite' player & you're not even sure of his number but yet you still want to talk so much??

Go home, lahh, girl. Go home & go play with your little makeup kit & stop trying to blend in with the soccer people. It'll just make you look more foolish than people already think you to be. It ain't gonna work out. Are you so thick-skinned that you don't even realize when you're unwanted by people around you?? Don't you even FEEL it when they see you coming 5km away, they start running & distancing themselves away from you?? If you don't, well, I guess you really ARE thick-skinned. God knows HOW thick; probably as thick as a hippopotamus's hide or even the hippo itself. That's why you're oblivious to your unscrupulous behaviour & that's why YOU DON'T WANT TO CHANGE!!

Excuse me for my harsh words & cutting tongue, but that's how I feel & that's how I've felt for a long time. I just shut up because I thought in time, you'd change. But no. You seem to be getting worse & worse. And the best part?? You abandoned the old friends who graciously took you in when NOBODY wanted you. You can deny all you want, saying that it was you who chose us, but it's 10 against 1. And we've all reached that point of agreement.

You don't like what I say, fine, we'll talk it out. And I'm sure the other two GB girls would have no problems joining us. Say all you want, that we're all against you. It may be true, it may not. That isn't my place to say. All I can say is that you've crossed the line one too many times. You don't like it?? Do something about it.

Laterz...
Lenny JC