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edited to add:
sorry for not replying to the comments. I haven’t been very well. Will reply soon.
xoxo
aline
I like to keep myself busy so that I don’t have time to think. I’ve been staying at home since Monday and now I have too much time on my hands. This means that I have more time to think. I hate this feeling. 
Everyone says that sick people should just stay in bed and rest but I’ve already slept for 10 hours and if I sleep any longer, I’ll go crazy. 
I’m not that sick anyway. It’s just an infection. I’ve just taken my medicine and unlike yesterday, I don’t feel drowsy at all today. I’m wide awake and feeling very alert.
I’ve decided to clean my room today. Someone once told me that I always seem to be cleaning my room. Whenever I clean my room, it takes me a couple of hours and the results are great. Somehow I always have bags of trash to throw away after I’m done. Within 2 weeks, chaos reign supreme yet again. I guess that my room kinda reflects the way my life is right now. I love that feeling I get when I’m cleaning. Cleaning is my outlet for stress. Everyday cleaning can be drudgery but cleaning whenever I have to deal with strong emotions… well, that feels good. :flowers:
I have already opened some of the boxes which I had previously stored away in a corner. I know that there is no point in holding on to things which are full of bad memories. Scraps of paper where I’ve jotted down my thoughts, old letters, old postcards, clothes that I no longer wear etc. Everything must go.
I have a sore throat since Monday. I thought that it was because of the burger and fries I ate the day before when I went out with friends to eat at Blooies. I drank more water and slept more but nothing changed. I still had a sore throat. I was coughing a little but I didn’t have fever or a runny nose. The first thing I did when I woke up this morning was to drink some barley juice and then I went to the bathroom. I puked and it was orange in color. Ewwwwwwwwwwww. (Barley juice is not orange in color.)
I went back to my room and coughed up phlegm. It’s the first and the only one that I have coughed up since Monday. It looked like a mixture of red and yellow. hmm.. Orange color? Yuck. It was thicker than normal phlegm. D and Liz told me to go see a doctor. I took a photo of the phlegm which was still on a piece of tissue paper. I’m not going to post the photo because it is so gross. I was trying to describe the phlegm to the doctor but then I asked her “Can I show you a photo of my phlegm?” :laughing: She laughed. I showed her the photo and she told me that there was blood in it. Well, that explains the color.
Anyway it turns out to be some kind of upper respiratory tract infection and I went back home with a syrup, two types of pills, some antibiotics and $28 lighter. The medicine made me very drowsy and I slept till 9 p.m.
Out of these 4, the disgusting syrup is probably what I like the most. I hate pills. I hate capsules.
D and I were chatting and I asked him to bring my little Sushi in front of the laptop. I wanted to see her.
Sushi wasn’t looking at the webcam when I made the screen capture. >.< She was busy looking at D. Well she cannot really see me anyway. Dogs do not interpret the images on the screen the same way as we do.
My little baby has grown up. ♥♥
I miss her so much 
:weeping:
She will be 2 in a few months.
(She’s looking a bit yellow here because of the dim light. -_- )
>>A short note about MSN and email <<
I'm online at really odd hours nowadays. I wake up when others are going to bed. Don't be surprised if you don't see me online. I have 2 MSN accounts but I'd rather not add friends to both accounts. Come to think of it, I’m not really into chatting nowadays and usually just go on MSN to chat with my sisters about business matters.
Friends who know me in person can catch me on facebook.
I’ve just noticed that some mails sent to me via the contact form went to my spam folder. I hope that I didn’t delete any other emails by mistake. >.< If you’ve emailed me and didn’t get a reply, I’m really sorry about that.
I don’t want to go into the details but for a while now I’ve been telling myself to smile and look happy. It’s not that I want to fool people into thinking that I’m happy but it’s more like I’m trying to convince myself that I am happy.
Did I do the right thing? Am I in the right place? Should I … ? Maybe… ?
There are too many questions and no answers. I don’t want to talk to anyone about all these. This is my fight.
Sometimes I feel like laughing at myself, laugh at how stupid I’ve been and how pathetic I am to let myself be overwhelmed by setbacks.
I look forward to seeing a stronger me.
Yes, I will be stronger.
Yes, I will stop feeling lost.
I will overcome this and that… I will overcome everything.
I will bounce back.
Whatever it takes.
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On a happier note..
2 things which cheered me up or which made me smile yesterday:
1. Irwin gave me a link to a video of Don’t worry be happy by Bobby Mcferrin after he saw my facebook status.
2. Someone said this in an email “….funny, you’re writing me from the future 
…”
(Different time zones. It was already the 8th in Singapore but it was still the 7th in his country. )
Two mosquito bites and my arm is like this. I didn’t even scratch. :weeping: Last time, I got that on my left foot after I had dinner with Mike and Di at Bukit Timah. What’s wrong with the mosquitoes here? Why do they like me so much? I don’t know why that whole area became so red and warm to the touch. What’s wrong with me?
At least I didn’t get any bruises this week. I’m the type of person who gets bruises very easily. Every week when I see a new bruise, I ask myself how I got it. ah… *sigh*
I love KFC’s cheese fries. :love:
I try to avoid eating fast food but I eat KFC’s Cheese fries about 4 times a month. I think it’s good to give in to my cravings sometimes.
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