happy birthday damien yeo.hope u're having fun over there.
cant wait for you to get back with a bottle of red wine.
i love you baby.
come back soon.
the dvd player is waiting for you!
finally.
i made it to wednesday.
it's mid week.
and my parents have to come back today.
sulks.
life's been good alone.
but oh wells.
gotta pick them up later tonight.
anyhows.
baby's been calling.
and i'm feeling less lousy than i did last week.
thank god i'm gonna be kept occupied.
12 more days till he's back.
kicks ass man.
although i have 2 more weekends to get thru myself.
the nail polish frm bkk is starting to come off.
zzz.
which suck coz they're so pretty.
alrights.
gonna go do some work before i leave the office.
ttfn.
i got thru a week.
now i'm sick.
ehhhhh.
it rhymes.
anyway
i woke up and got showered and stuff.
all the while with a nagging pain in my stomach.
eventually it became so bad i cldnt walk.
so i lay in bed and tried to make it better
by curling up into every shrimpy position you can imagine.
and eventually i fell aslp.
went to the doc and i told him abt my green shit.
tt happened yesterday morning by the way.
and he said it might be a sign of liver infection.
yahdah yahdah.
just to scare me.
and he was laughing and saying tt only babies shit green shit.
erghs.
but if more green shit comes my way
i'll have to go back to him again.
see
the boy leaves me here alone
and my whole body fucks up.
sulks.
i'm getting happier though.
coz it's only 2 more weeks.
and baby's been calling me.
we chatted for almost 2 hrs last night.
smiles.
but i think he loves peach (or peachy or watever lame shit name) more than he loves me.
she's some porn star he saw on a mag.
apparently she's like damn hot la.
call me cherry man.
anyways
wld be staying home with harry today.
yucks.
the weather's all fucked up.
i love you baby.