Critism. Disapproval.
Bitches. Cheapskates.
Period pain. A little bit of bulimia symptoms.

Oh no, I need a volcano of pancakes and ice creams and raisins and bananananas.
I saw you the other day
You were dreaming and that's ok
I saw you the other day
You were sleeping on a boat but that's ok
Because I do like you
I do like you today

I saw you the other day
You were tearful but that's ok
I saw you the other day
And you were screaming with laughter but that's ok
Cause I do like you
I do like you today

Because I do like you
I do like you

I saw you the other day
You were drinking whiskey but that's ok
And I saw you the other day
And you were falling all over but that's ok
Cause I do like you
I do like you today

Because I do like you
I do like you

I close my eyes so I'm not seeing
And I shut my ears so I'm not hearing
I close my eyes so I'm not seeing
You're out of reach and now I'm bleeding

I close my eyes so I'm not seeing
And I shut my ears so I'm not hearing
I close my eyes so I'm not seeing
You're out of reach and now I'm bleeding

I close my eyes, I close them
I close my eyes I close my eyes
I close them

Because I do like you
I do like you today
Because I do like you
I do like you

by Pearl and The Puppets



It surely feels bad when the diluted Murukku pouring out through my throat.
I guess I'll be fine after a glass of Dutch Lady low fat milk.
Diarrhoea hit me hard again this time. I got up the next morning, feeling horribly weak and lay down on my bed again. And of course, a sick leave message was sent to my manager before I fell into a sort of sleep coma. I woke later on, not sure if it was still morning or afternoon and feeling less giddy but rather mad. Mom cooked me some porridge after we came back from the clinic. I hardly ate some, then went back to bed again. Things became yet more confused after that. I must have stayed in bed quite a lot the whole day. Serious shit.

You know, work sucks when there is a bitch around. No, not another Lady Gaga, but why are some people so weird? Frankly, I don't give a damn, even the bitch really got on my nerves. But oh well, isn't it interesting when there are some sort of weird people around you at work? Hmm, let the selfish cow be. We'll see how. =P

And I guess it's time to sleep. Not to forget the medicine. Argh, I hate the big black pills.

I should have known. Babe.