Oh no! Sick again. I swear I got it from this frail old lady I interview who spewed aerosol laden viruses right into my upper respiratory tract.
Just want to sleep...
Feel so dirty. Heading of to shower immediately after I post this. So what happened I hear you say?
Well, went to do the laundry just now. Anyway, there's two machines; washers and dryers. All the washers were backlogged, but there were still empty dryers out there. So, when I went down to move my stuff from the washer to the dryer, I was amazed to discover through shock and horror that someone has moved my stuff. I mean, I have all my erm.. undergarments in there. What's worst, is that the person was a lady who's completely without remorse or guilt.
I think I felt embarrassed for the both of us. The cheek! It's not normal right? And it's normal to feel erm, violated right? Erghhh!!!
Thanks to DEBBO, managed to get a photoshop version that works. And to commemorate the inaugural software, here's my first project. Hehe
Haha. Can't believe it. Both Kevin and I had the same idea of making our blogs more personal. I am not sure if I can tell you his blog address just yet. When he does decide to make it public, will add the link.
Anyway, Kevin was a thorn on my thumb for several months. I know he's going through a bad patch, and the best I can do is just send him some stupid lame ass feel better cliches. Occasionally, when I get a text or some signs of his rough time, I have it in my mind that he's going to do something really stupid (suicide was one of them). So off I go and send him another text; which he never replies to of course. I never bother to follow up, life just gets in my way. I am a terrible friend. The same thing happened to Caryn. I always promised myself that I will find time to talk to her on MSN, but that never happens. I would never forgive myself if something happened to either off them that I could have prevented.
When I reach a really bad patch- I go in a cave and completely shut myself up to the world. That's always been the best way for me. What I never I realize is the ripple effect it probably has on my friends. The worry I feel for Kevin/Caryn. Jeez, that's something my friend should never feel for me. It takes some guts to be friends with me. I promise I'll try to send more texts when I'm down- just to let you know I'm getting through it.
Since I can't ps something for him, guess a wordy post is all I can do for the moment.
Glad to know you've joined back to the world of living Benny.
*sigh of relief*
On a slightly lighter note. My parents revealed their hand. It wasn't a double ace after all, it was a mere 16. Received a text from my dad that reads (translated to English):
Min, do you have a blog? Your auntie wanted to see it
because your cousin wanted to start one up. Both your auntie and cousin
wanted to take a look at it to get some ideas.
Can you pass the address?
I sensed my mom's evil hand behind this text. I can smell the Channel No.5.
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