Thick, Green & Sticky...
Saturday, June 28, 20082:25 PM
This is ultimately gross. Gross. Gross. Gross. Although I'm actually used to it. I'm been sneezing, blowing my nose, & mucus have been dripping. And this morning, when I woke up, it was like thick, and it has turned green, and it's like so sticky. Maybe I can spare some of it so that we can use it to stick the mahjong paper on the wall in class. So it's kind of an alternative for bluetack.Enough? Or do you want a picture of my mucus? I assure you I can come out with it in a few seconds.OKAY!! I'M SO DISGUSTING TALKING ABOUT THIS!Right. So yeah, my throat is like whoa too, a little sore, and it feels like in the Strepsils advertisement, if you know what I mean. If you don't, I pity you, 'cause I rarely watch the television nowadays but I still know it. Hahaha. ^^vMy voice now is a little like a trumpet that has smelly socks stuck inside of it. Hey, I mean the voice okay. Not the smell of my mouth! Don't you even dare think about it that way. Smack you then you know. =,="Energy is easily drained too. Gosh. Like I couldn't wake up today. Except that I had to because no one in this house knows that I'm not well. And they woke me up to do some things. Yeah, cook rice, fry those nuggets, clear up whatever that's messing up the place. And still I'm sneezing & blowing my nose, and like no one gives a damn. Don't think they even realised it. Haiyooo.. Never mind lah. As long as they leave me alone, thank you.By the way, I would like to congratulate Mum & Dad because their wish has been granted. I'm sick now, so I can't go Sentosa tomorrow anyways. Happy aren't you? Well, can make me happy too by allowing me not to go to whatever freaking wedding there is tomorrow 'cause I don't want to have to dress up whatever ass that I have to do when I'm stepping out of this house. *Phew* That was a long sentence.Maybe tomorrow then I will make them realise that I'm sick so then I wouldn't have to go. Yes yes yes. Bring abang-abang dearest with you. 'Cause I'd love to have this house to myself so that I can sing out loud in this scratchy voice. =)Anyway, I'm so freaking jealous right now. Mum made this wintermelon syrup drink and it's cold. And it's damn nice lah that I can drink the whole jug. But knowing that I'm sick, I shouldn't drink it right, or maybe I could since they don't know I'm sick. But NO! I must have a control over myself. No means no. Even if no one knows. 'Cause I know. You know? I know you know. =)My hair is a mess lah. Never comb. Tired lah. Can be a darling & comb for me? Hahaha. Okay, giler! Alah, forget it lah okay. Not as if anyone other than people in this house are going to see me today right. Wait, I suddenly remembered what Dad said to me before."Tsk tsk tsk. Macam maner kau ni? Selekeh nah. Kalau lah ader orang datang nak minang kau beh nampak kau macam gini. U-turn terus."Baaaaa...=,="I'm like only 16. Still long way Daddy! And you make so much fuss when I have male friends and you are talking about marriages. Come on lah.Haiz... Can I please go back to sleep?
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