Warning, depressed suicidal morbid oldish looking chemical imbalance in the brain thingy woman is about to poke herself in the eye and dedicate the rest of her life playing the saxophone for gay bars.



OH THE HORROR! Yes, rafhana, procrastinate somemore laaaa. See where it leads you to. Days of agonising mental torture and no sleep and lots of coffee. Plus this study room is so full of crap and junk and I really need my sleep or else you'll see a panda in tudung tomorrow (thanks nadya! LOL.) My rib isn't doing any better, and I think it has swelled up a bit. Maybe that's just how it has been, but i don't know. Mum says go see a doctor since I can't take deep breaths or lift my right arm without peace. And I'm having a cough fit so can you imagine the miserableness? I kept waking up in the middle of the night cause I was sleeping on the 'bad' side and owwwwww, fuck la, pain. Dad says it's just some muscle strain so don't complain about it. Mum's a nurse though, and she's doing a degree. Dad's a college dropout who used to play lots and lots of soccer and was a sexy librarian and spent most of his time running away from girls. Kelvin says gooooo doctor plssssss, in that mak nenek tone. LOLOLOL. So I don't really know who to listen to. My conscience tells me I'm not hurt and I should just suck it in and pretend it doesn't hurt until it starts to bleed internally and my lungs start to collapse. My brain tells me that I should be stupid and safe, then sorry. Conscience versus reasoning, which one makes a better moral judgement? Mr Kelvin Loh wrote this awesome article during the holidays about conscience and he owes me a burger : http://www.helium.com/items/1082915-is-conscience-righteous. So therefore, conscience wins and I'm gonna have to suck it in do I not?

Anyway, I'm stuck doing my last minute QEM elearning. What the fuck man. I hate homework. Homework is tortureeeee! I'm really having absolute zero fucking progress and I'm contemplating squeezing my brain juices and not sleeping until wednesday night. Possible? Yeah I'm SUPERWOMAN. I'd need like a guide though cause I might hallucinate by then and attempt to jump down the train tracks. So someone's going to stop me and slap me hard in the face.

It was my sister's birthday last Friday and dinner was the shit. I gave her a very cute notebook with animal cartoons on it, and the spine is blue so it's so not girly, but very childlike. My sister and I are weird that way. I like childish girly, whereas she's not crazy about girly, more of those tough cookie on the outside and really soft inside. HAHAHAHA, nak bunuh orang nampak. Her congee gave her skittles la, that's why I'm using his quotes.


YAY. SAKIT MAK OI.

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