Saturday, September 5, 2009
How about having productivity level at its lowest and the worst had already happened for my hols, and that is I screwed up my bodyclock already so all I see is night. Night. Night.
Got through last night with Simran and Price over at Eastwood, caught movies The Ugly Truth and Ghosts of Girlfriends' Past(shows that Sheldon would rather die than watch with me) while I was whining about my bloated stomach and my spiltting headache and.... how I felt like vomitting but I thought it was gross to force vomit and everytime I burped my breath smelled of vomit plus Red Bull. WHOEVER TOLD ME RED BULL WOULD MAKE ME FEEL BETTER!??! I think Price made me drink it cos she wanted me to stay up through the night.
Poor her left her phone at Swee Choon, the dim sum place we had dinner at last night - I had to be her direct translator with the Chinese guy at the restaurant.
I'm spending my Saturday indoors, because I need to get down to pimping up the room. I'm halfway through with my bathroom cleared, desk half-cleared.. And uh, under-desk totally not cleared. Mother and I are gonna get furniture for the very under-utilised balcony tomorrow since my dad's always a fusspot and he's overseas now it's gonna make things much easier.
And Cheryl Lee Kah Yee confirm with me when you're coming over to my place next week so I could tell that stupid Gekpeng and we could force that Peishi to come over too.. Which I think she wouldn't since we pangseh-ed her for Play.
My account balance is dry by the way. I hate how I love food.
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