We have our some pre-sale items like the mini oh-so-cute hangertees, you can hang anywhere you like, we don't kpo, no outsiders' intervention.

Mum is sick! She had actually planned to bring us to orchard to see lights, to suck in the atmosphere for an early xmas and to have our dinner at orchard hotel but alas, (thunder sound), dang dang dang dang- she was ill.

I did quite a few things today that I didn't really like. Like some mundane household chore, hanging the clothes. Certainly, you need practice for this. After finishing with the hanging of clothes, I was almost breathless. Lucky mum didn't ask me to mop or sweep because I hate it, except when it comes to working. Different circumstances. No work=sack=no money=no shopping. Ya, you can call me lazy or watever. But, still, I woke up and prepared porridge for mum. I still enjoy the process of cooking.

Constipation is getting better I hope so. I read on the net, the culprit for causing all the constipation could have been the medicine. I couldn't stop the dosage and thus all I could do is to take in more high fibre food. Hence, I'm gonna gorge myself with bread, good fibre, high fibre. My name will not be constipation for long.

I love spare ribs.

I had a terrible terrible time in toilet yesterday. Tummy was very very upset. Constipation really sucks. And if constipation already hurts that much, what about giving birth? The thought of giving birth scares me. I hope my tummy feels happier and I think i think more fruits like papaya and banana. Banana milkshake sounds good.

Mum said to bring us out to railway mall at 3 but she doesn't keep to her promises, and that's quite her forte. Perhaps, i'm too eager. Whole family, I'm the only who's ready, all hyped up and ready to head out of the house; all ready to head out. Or perhaps i'm too hungry. Everyone's so occupied with their own stuff, yet my mind is like floating around. Dad's on his usual routine, Mum's on her supposedly 'glow and shine' mask and little brother's on his dota, magic and basketball stuff. I'm like doing nothing, just waiting to head out only. Ah, I should start on my art project. Damn.

My lower part of the leg is so hurting. When i tip-topped, it's worst. It felt as if someone is pinching it. Journal suckssxsxsxsxsxsxsxsxs esp on some days. Class sucksxsxsx on some days when my nice classmate lost my usb cable and said to give me his, and till now, nothing was given, where did your promise go to my friend? Modules sucksxsxsxs on some days especially calculations cos they sucksxsxsxsxxsxsxsxsxsxsxsxsxsxsx. Humans cannot afford to fall sick cos it sucksxsxsxsxsx, i'm like a jailbird, like a bird with wings but am caged in, cannot fly. Missed alot of things, plays, fun, outings, shoppings, sucksxsxsxsxsxs. but i'm gonna make some fun outta this shit! Not all shit sucksxsxsxs!

Thank you E65N for the birthday ice cream, it was a relly velly belly nice tiramisu ice cream. It was a velly nice birthday ice cream that's decorated with pockey sticks.

Loves.

It was a close shave.

I had completed almost everything for poster presentation before i was beaten down. But it was rather terrible moment because i would well be entering Agora halls with a floaty head, and perhaps an unclear mind, and i couldn't really articulate well. Alas.

Well, sunshine comes after the storm. I dressed presentably and my father sent me to my destination. No doubt i was nervous, but, I think i still managed to breeze through abit, or maybe working in bodyshop for many months gave me some help too. Advisor was a good man. While i was presenting, an "old" lady yawned away. Fine, if my poster is so damn boring to the core, at least when you yawn, pls yawn out of my sight. No doubt i was abit demoralised but sigh, all i could do was hurry and present and address their questions.

All i hope for is a pass and CE and PP would be off the shoulders. Pray god.