Month: April 2005

G.D.O.

One of my closest girlfriends, Eri (or LooLoo as I prefer to call her) has returned from Sabah for her semester break. Gawd I miss the girl!!! She’s so busy I could never get myself pencilled into her schedule. Finally, at noon I managed to catch hold of the elusive chica. Jayna and I made sure she spent the whole day with us.

First, we went to Fun Hei Dei (it’s cantonese; literally translated into happy land), located in Pandan Indah. The name of the restaurant in english is actually Food & Tea. If you’ve noticed, the pronunciation in cantonese and english sounds similar. I find that pretty cool. Anyway, Jayna and I really dig this joint, the food is on par with Kimgary and are slightly cheaper too.

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I had red bean sago lolo. Creamy, I like

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Jayn and her watermelon juice. LooLoo and her kiwi sago lolo.

Jayn and I also shared a plate of peanut butter french toast. It was too good to resist (which explains the lack of photo). Byebye, diet :(

Jayn then invited us back to her place for some good ol’ homecooked meal. Of course, I succumbed quite easily.

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Awesome mantis prawns, vegetables + dried shrimps, steamed fish with fermented beans + chillis, mushrooms + oysters + pacific clams and water chestnut + pork soup. G.R.E.A.T! Fuck diets.

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Meet the Goddess of Cookery, Jayn’s Mom.

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Last but not least, a picture of LooLoo and me. DO NOT COMMENT ON MY BLOATINESS.

I love my girlfriends. I love you.

Once again, I’ve snapped out of it.

So the truth is I’ve been skipping classes. Many classes. I’m blaming it on my serotonin level as well as some viral infection (nose one).

I went for classes to find myself with 2 new deadlines to meet. Fucking ruined my day. Got to do what I got to do. Fucked up my previous paper, so I will have to put in tonnes and tonnes of effort in the next few.

Then I went to the library to return my overdue books. Fucking RM19. Very painful. Could have bought 19 pieces of chicken wings. ARGH!!! Never will I procrastinate again on returning library books. Reloaded new credits to my phone…more pain. ADOI!!!

Finally hauled my ass to gym last night. Managed to loosen up my nerves and all.

I want to thank a person for restoring sense into me. He risked losing one of his healthy organs doing that. I’m utterly grateful and forever thankful. Thank you.

Put me out.

I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I feel like screaming. I feel like I’ve lagged for a thousand years. I feel like smashing someone’s face through the glass door, followed by loads of kicking in the gut. I feel like stapling someone’s mouth. Would you stop talking? Would you stop wasting my time and let me wallow in my self pity? Because if I were to pay more attention to you, I would be distracted from my misery. Then when I’m reminded of it again, my pain would be stretched longer and stronger. It doesn’t get easier. Everytime it happens, you’re aware of it and you try to fight it but it doesn’t go away. That alone makes it worse. It is a jagged pill. The more you swallow, the more mutilated your inside becomes.