I need to start pestering Chee Weng and Amelia for pictures. Pictures from the time of Jean's barbeque up till my birthday weekend. Damn long ago woi

After waking up from a nightmare last night which I told Jean about, I was sleeptalking after. How very cool of me. Almost like a bonus, I serenaded Jean to sleep with my snoring, no thanks to my very recent flu. The entire day today, I'm either coughing my lungs out or wiping booger off my nostrils. How attractive.

It's 11pm and I am bored to death. I just presented the idea of gulping down cough mixture to Julian. I'm thinking of sleeping right through and be happy chirpy healthy tomorrow. Or infect everyone tomorrow. Heh.

Amelia needs to stop trying to spoil Gossip Girl for me lest I'm gonna twist and break her neck before she turns 18 by the end of this month. I don't want to have a dry cough partner, Sam. Chee Weng really needs to be online because I want em pictures. Jean needs to thank me for helping her clear her mouldy Friendster. Chris needs to start understanding my text messages. Shibs should really hint us on what to get her for her 17th.

I'm so bossy la


Okay, imma drink that medicine and sleep. bored balls