Wtf is fall sick on the first day of holiday??!?! Stayed home Friday and Saturday. This is hell fo me. Looking @ twitter updates and having people fucking calling me up and ask 'Hey wru? I'm @ zouk!' Then I'll go like 'No. I'm @ home...' FUCK THIS SHIT. Now I know dying doesn't mean not breathing it just means living in hell. But I'm quite glad I stayed home these two days cause my sister's so nice to me, I feel so damn blessed. Like she'll get me whatever food I want when usually she'll b like 'Lazy lah can you don't eat' that kind of excuse. But then again mayb she's trying to make me fatter than I'm already am pftt. Haha ok I'm just being a bitch.
Saturday night can b good as well w my cup of milk, orea, and some chick flick (:
Oh btw the gummy bears, I didn't allow it to become papa bears. I now have a bottle of korkor bears. Reason being.........it taste too pure, too neat. It's like literally chewing on vodka. And J hates vodka, almost allergic to it so yup korkor bear will b enough. Don't even know if we'll eat it but oh well, hope by Wednesday it's still edible? I have to go out on Wednesday or I'll just die again. Shit this is not good right. I should b getting sick of it like everyone else but one week of not going make me feel like...crap. Or mayb it's just cause people are seducing me to go. Ah must b must b. Hahaha bitch please, excuses teehee
