Feverish.

What a good time to be struck by fever huh?

F**k!

Spent the past 3 nights over at dear dear's place. Was there to teach est-the-imp stats on the first day, continued to stay for the second night so as to facilitate my meeting with pal the next morning, and remained there last night simply to be by my baby's side.

Felt so guilty for not having been home during this festive season.

Woke up to pee at 12 noon today. I could have simply went back to sleep without hesitation given that i was so bloody tired and that my eyes were all swollen for some unknown reason. Still, i decided to get my ass out of dear dear's place.

Came back and reached home at 12plus. Started 'work' immediately and helped mum with the changing of the bedsheets.

Fever struck for the first time, but i managed to suppress it with the most wonderful invention of the past century - panadol.

Came online and sorta quarrelled with dear dear over the 'dinner' issue. Well, the story goes like this>>>
I'm supposed to have my reunion dinner earlier than most people as usual this year. Invited dear dear over for dinner as i'll be cooking together with my mummy. The original idea was that dear dear wouldn't be able to make it as she would only be finishing her tuition sessions at 9 plus, which was far too late for my family to start our dinner. So my invitation couldn't be accepted. That was reasonable, and i wasn't too disappointed anyway. Then, it's a matter of 'don't-know-since-when' but dear dear's sessions for tonight got cancelled. And, it seems like that arrangement was not only known today.

*Argh! Headache's killing me and i don't really wanna waste my brain cells recalling things which do nothing but piss me off. Fever struck for the second time.

The conclusion is: I'm pissed that my love cannot get along with my family, in particular my father, who is, in fact, a pest at times.

Spent so much time writing the names on the incense paper just now. I'm gonna 'visit' Cindy tomorrow with bro and dear dear. What if she can't make it AGAIN at the eleventh hour? I seriously dunno if i'll end up killing her. The mere thought of that makes my blood boil. Once again, i'm thinking of the theory, "People are cheap by nature, and they go for who they love instead of those who may love them the most."

I'm just such a cheap slut!