Updated @ 6.44am: There is one kind of person…. which I refer to them as 不知死活(literal translation as: Don’t know how to die) kind.

And yours truly, has to test her luck in this way.

I had McDee’s for late lunch. Ice Tea, McSpicy and Fries. I had chicken rice with black soya sauce, sans chilli sauce, for dinner.

THEN! I had prata, 2 gosongs. FINE! Plus one bite of chicken from Roy’s plate. Plus one plate of curry with God-knows-what(I know got fish) at Prata House at Thomson.

So I was happily watching my Ghost Whisperer and reading the morning news when I started to unconsciously make my nails to good use.

I went for toilet break… and the full horror hit me, AGAIN!!!

Even worse than that morning!

*Checks face* Okay, heng, don’t have.

If you think this is all, hurhurhur, I am just seeing the spots coming out on my left leg as I am typing this, and my left elbow is starting to have bumpy rash. Oh great. Right lower back too. And uhm.. scalp.

So what the #$%^@$ was it that is causing this relapse? Boohoo.

I…. neeeedd…..a….jaaaaabbbb! Does it have to be a Sunday today?

Update ends here.

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Yet another weekend passes just like that.

I love the fact that these 2 nights are companied by the slight drizzle out there, and evoke such concoction of emotions.

Damn the hormones.

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Yup, I am home tonight, and not in JB with Minibean.

I packed my bag and JD picked me up at around 5pm(after a conversation with SBB on the phone to kickstart my day) after FF and her both tried their darnest best to get me out of the house.

I had wanted to just hole up at home till it was late, so that Dad could pick me up for my trip back to JB.

We went to Balestier to buy some food before we headed over to JD’s place for mahjong. I hadn’t seen the girls in the longest while, and playing mahjong with them is the best!

Though they said they now have a chao ah lian(thankyouverymuch) in the group…

Boobs very nicely bought us more food, before Uncle Roy joined us for mahjong. Uncle Roy is getting old, stamina no good, and thus, we only played till 2am.

Dad had said he would be done at 10pm, which he did call, but only to tell me that I wouldn’t have anywhere to sleep if I do make the trip back cos my Aunt and her daughter are both over there for a visit, and they are taking up my room.

Uh…. huh. I get the picture. So, I didn’t make it back to JB tonight.

I felt quite a big sense of disappointment, and I made a call to Mum. Aunt picked up the phone and then we caught up a bit over the phone. Actually all I wanted was to talk to Minibean.

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Oh this afternoon, I did the sneaky thing of calling up my confinement nanny and telling her how the program is going to be aired, and I hope she could help me pre-empt my parents. Hehehehe.

I think she did, and when Mum got to the phone, she told me not to worry, and asked me to just save, work hard, and leave everything to them.

But that’s not the main point! Tsk. Okay, I already tell myself, that at 9am in the morning, to take the chance that my Aunt(who is a very gentle soul, bless her, and she loves to preach) is still around, to uhm.. inform them.

That is another 4 and half hour to go.

Anyway, when Minibean got to the phone, she was laughing madly and she was so darn happy with the crowd at home giving her all the attention.

When I was listening to her laughters, I had so much comfort, and I was so darn proud.

In fact, I wish I was there with her, and I swear my eyes were moist, but I thought my mahjong kakis would think I am mad if I suddenly just break down and cry(that was a darn tempting option).

She went on laughing, chuckling, and the rest were saying her laughters very ‘violent’.

I love you, baby.

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I think I am beginning to make sense why Mum had always tell Minibean to call me ‘jiejie‘(sister).

During the conversation with my confinement nanny, she told me how my mum always tell her that if one day I were to find a nice man to marry, she is willing to acknowledge Minibean as her own, so people wouldn’t find out, and that I could find my own happiness…

Though I thought her silliness is so cute, as I think back now on this rainy night(darn, rainy nights + PMS = no good), I feel such a sense of guilt towards my parents(don’t cry, you ninny).

I know she means well for me, and she still wants me to settle down, with someone nice.

But if I ever do, I want to find a man who can accept me for who I am. I am not one who hides… and I don’t think I should hide.

Problem with people like me is, we never think we deserve anyone good.

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I went to supper with JD, FF, and Uncle Roy before heading for home.

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I was knocked out most of yesterday after taking the medication, and sleeping off the fatigue from the disturbed sleep the night before.

Still feeling a bit sick, Nick offered to pick me up to go for supper since I hadn’t eaten anything for the day.

Chey. It was only because Audrey was in Jurong. So, Nick, Audrey, Uncle Roy and Auntie Mel came down to pick me up.

We were lost when we were looking for Boon Lay. Quite honestly, I wasn’t even looking out for the roads and turns. I have no freaking idea where my thoughts drifted to. I didn’t even bother to make sense of the roads.

Eventually, we went on to the expressway, turned to wrong exit, and headed to Yishun instead. Hahahaha!

Wrong turn when heading to Chong Pang!

Tan and Brian joined us later.

Okay, so anyway, that wasn’t the first, nor the last road mistake of the night, and we practically went around the whole island(Sembawang to BKE to SLE to CTE to PIE) before Nick sent me home.

On the way home, Nick asked the same question Boon asked me the last time round.

“Why are you never happy?”

I laughed heartily, and then retorted with mocked offense, “What do you mean? I was happy just now, weren’t I?”

Dammit.

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He got me home, picked up the child’s seat he left at my place, and left.

I stripped for the showers, and then remembered my towel.

I walked to my room and then saw the dark shadow outside it.

I closed the ajar door and the son of a bitch of cockroach scrambled into my room!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH THE HORRORS!

I immediately called Nick and panick-ly asked him to come up again since he was still fixing the child’s seat.

He came up, and became my HERO. That cockroach was darn strong. It didn’t die even after we douse like 2 cans of insecticide on it, okay?!

(Of course, I got dressed before he got up lah!)

It was quite hilarious when he chased the cockroach into my room, and then I was frantically shouting, “Don’t let it get away! Even if it dies, get its body out of my room! And if you see my vibrator, pretend you never see anything! Oh there it is!!!!!!”

So that concluded the dramatic night.

I stayed in my insecticide-filled room cosily, watching Ghost Whisper, until I had a conversation with SBB.

Sorry sweets, I just seriously didn’t want to touch on those topics. My bad for the lost of patience.

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I can’t stop watching this video of Minibean. She has this habit of falling backwards, thinking it is darn fun. Even as she is learning to stand up now.

I think she might be an engineer you know(the horrors!!!!!!!!!! Gasp!), cos she likes to assemble and take things apart, like how she is doing with the cot in Malaysia.

She loves to look for the tags of the garments too.

On this rainy night, I have to make do with this to bring me the comfort I so need.