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so close, yet so far
the fun times we used to have.
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Monday, December 5, 2011

HOME SWEET HOME

feels good to be home.
but on the 1st and 2nd day of return, it was HORRIBLE.
(especially, the journey home was TORTUROUS)

It started off from my bus journey to the airport.
didn't feel quite right and bought TINY muffin for $4.90 which i couldnt even finish.
felt worse while on the plane.
at the 3rd hour of my flight, got up to the toilet but they were all pretty much occupied.

finally, i was gonna throw up and the air stewardess ran to get me a bag.
EH, there were drinks and food around me (as i was in the pantry) so i went to the lower deck.
and then i just puked into the bag.
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW.

it didnt just stop here. i continued to have diarrhea till the next day.
so i drank a bottle of yakult and INSTANT RECOVERY.
no signs of nausea or diarrhea.
SOLID POOP!
:D

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anyway, i didnt have the chance to thank Jovina, Gina and JY for surprising me at the airport.
at that time i was very distracted by my tummy condition.
THANK YOU for coming and SORRY for not spending alot of time with you guys.
:D

oh, because of my food poisoning, i couldn't meet up with my darlings on Friday lah!
since Diana is sucha busy woman, our next supposed-meetup is 23rd Dec but they gonna meet up on Wednesday again!
:D

for the past few days, have been trying to settle down.
getting my phone up and moving back to my room.
managed to have a couple of interview this week.
Zzzzzzzz.

still, i'm looking forward to more gathering in the future.
HEHEHEHEH.



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I may not be as tall as what you've thought but yeah, I'm rather fine with it. Since nothing seems to make me anymore taller.

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I'm blessed to have my family, relatives and groups of special people that made everything seemed so possible for me. They said I'm a funny person probably because of my unglam-ness, unrefine-ness and tiko-ness that have been giving everyone including myself such great times. well, I'm NOTORIOUS for those unique traits. that's
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