i have been sleeping in, and having breakfast almost everyday for the past week.
i know breakfast is the most important meal of the day but i never liked the feeling of being full in the morning.
breakfast have been waffles or pancakes with syrup and sausages :)
and today, i over ate -_-

i am sick. i have been for the past 24hours.
it started out with me coughing my lungs out and i started having minor headaches.
i tried to fight it by taking some pills but it really didn't seem to work.
the pills were bitter and best part was, i choked as i tried to swallow em.
perfect. even my medication is planning on killing me.

the fever started to develop when i was sleeping.
the headaches got worse.
and i when i woke up i coughed out gross phlegm.
it was yellow.
eew...

wanted to go to the doctor but the doctor was out.
and all the clinics around were closed.
damn you public holiday!
i refuse to drive further cos i really don't wanna pass out when driving.

at least i'm still able to eat and keep my food down.
and i had a hot bath.
i really didn't wanna get out of the tub.
its nais.

okay, i'm gonna eat now then swallow more pills and pass out

THE TEN

1. I am terrified of cats.
When I was a kid someone (most prolly my mom) told me that a cat clawed a person to death, and then i had nightmares 'bout getting scratched to death by cats and have been scared of cats since then. i wouldn't mind a tiger as a pet though...


2. I have serious body issues (perhaps eating disorder).
i was a really skinny kid and my mom would force feed me so that i'd look "healthier". i was always the smallest in class. and then the time came when i started to turn to food whenever i was down. this happened almost everyday when my mom transferred me to a school and i had no friends there. i weighed close to 60. then i got disgusted by how i looked and started skipping meals. i'd have dinner and then throw up. sure enough i got skinny. and then i stopped cheerleading so the pounds piled on again. i made friends with illegal substances and i lost weight, yet again. now i am struggling with my weight, how i look and i'm constantly on the search of the latest dieting tips and how i can get J.Lo's ass and Britney's boobs.

you know, if Hollywood didn't prefer skinny girls over phat girls, i would love to be like Anna-Nicole Smith (God bless her soul).


3. The kitchen is my favorite part of the house.
since i was a kid, my family hang out in the kitchen all the time. i love cooking and baking. cooking is very therapeutic for me. cooking brings me joy. i bake when i'm sad, but not for me to eat - i just wanna bake.


4. I hate doing the dishes.
yes i love the kitchen, but seeing dirty dishes in the sink puts me off. why do you think i let the dirty dishes pile up in the sink? i know i gotta do them sooner or later, but i hate it. i usually end up washing them in the bath tub. with hot water.


5. You can't seperate me from my make up (or anything beauty related).
Don't you dare try to do that. my love for make up started since i was one. i watched my mom and aunts put theit make up one and saw how smoothly the lipstick glides on, how vivid the colors of the eyshadow was and how make up can transform the way you look. then when i was 5, my aunt gave me my real make up pallette from st. michael's and i loved it so.

i had my first perm when i was barely 5. i sat on that salon chair for hours but i had a beauty mantra: "you gotta suffer a little to be beautiful so suck it up". and yes, i was barely 5. how's that for vain?

i argued with a (then) boyfriend because he thinks make up is useless and i came up with the worst answer i can imagine "well at least i'm not ugly like your ex. i know i'm not all that but at least i know how to use the proper tools to make me look better (the ex has no eyebrows btw...)"


6. I secretly want to be an assassin.
my grandpa taught my cousins how to shoot when they were young. i was too young to hold a gun but i watched. my dad had a gun that he occasionally brings home from work. everytime i play video games and i kill my enemies, i get an unexplainable rush. and wouldn't it be cool to be an assassin? you get good money.


7. I have never had a Flaming Lamborghini.
yes yes, i worked in a club and i have a long-term relationship with alcohol but i have never had a flaming. so, yes, i would appreciate one. or two. and now i don't even know what liqour goes in which drink. so much for working in a club...


8. I am secretly emo.
i cry for no reason at times. i cry when im too worn-out. i cry when i miss my parents. i cry cos my baby is 6458 kilometers or 4013 miles or 3487 nautical miles away from me.

i put up a tough front. and hardly anyone can see what's inside.

i guess i should also confess that i am a closet romantic. i like 6-hours conversations on the phone talking bout nothing, long-drives to nowhere, watching the stars, basking in the sun and long walks by the beach with the guy i like.


9. My real BFFs are my parents.
i was an only child for seven years. i never enjoyed school and although i have friends in school i'd much prefer hanging out with my parents. i tell my mom almost everything (hey, i am a normal kid who has secrets okay?) and i enjoy playing soccer and swimming with my dad. that's why i don't really get why many kids refuse to be seen with their parents in public.

10. I hate driving.
especially with how fucked up KL traffic is these days. the countless pot-holes and bastards on the road is very very very stress-inducing. yes i know jakarta has worse traffic. why the hell do you think i don't drive there?


i'm craving sweet things and the chocolate chips just ain't cutting it.
the sweet stuff i'm craving for is 6458 kilometers or 4013 miles or 3487 nautical miles away from me and my mojo is nowhere close to keep my up on my feet anytime soon
oh well, at least i killed an hour writing this post.