Thursday, April 28, 2005
the sgh doc says it was very very highly possibly dengue.
im going sgh now.
Wednesday, April 27, 2005
platelet count dropped to 100 000 today. poo.
Tuesday, April 26, 2005
a normal person should have a platelet count of atleast 150 000.
i did 40.4 ystd night. sheeesh.
Monday, April 25, 2005
oh boy this sucks.
Sunday, April 24, 2005
this morning was so traumatic for me.
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
jane was a typical college girl
Sunday, April 17, 2005
You have this friend since elementary and after college the both of you never talk to each other or call each other anymore. But she is someone really special to you, and you're someone very special to her too..
Wednesday, April 13, 2005
http://www.surveymonkey.com/s.asp?u=32681000941
i dont understand a shit for phy.
Tuesday, April 12, 2005
if i told you that i loved you
Friday, April 08, 2005
okay. so ive basically been staring at this blank screen.
Wednesday, April 06, 2005
i think i made a mistake.
Sunday, April 03, 2005
one two three four five
true love is found when she shows her flaws,
from the results and stuff.
but who cares .
cuz I WIN DENGUE. WAHA.
platelet count is back up to 138 000.
so i guess i aint leaving the world so soon.
etched at 6:09 PM
bye.
etched at 12:24 PM
i dun think i'm going to schl tmr.
gotta go for bloodtest AGAIN tmr.
hopefully it goes up.
and new template. yay.
thanks val for uh, ur help.
THANKS
etched at 6:28 PM
my mom has 239 though.
ystd mine was 118.
and today it dropped to 108.
if it drops below 80, definitely have to be hospitalised.
so..
i dunno lah.
the weird part is that i feel like im recovering.
=/
seems like i got a viral and a bacterial infection.
oh well.
toodles.
etched at 5:02 PM
and i kinda collapsed.
luckily i shouted for mom and she came rushing in.
cuz i fell on her.
=.=
then now she has a big bruise on her arm cuz she hit smth when i fell on her.
eesh.
but im more or less bettter today la.
temperature's gone more or less.
maybe juz a slight fever now.
okie im gonna breakfast now.
toodles.
etched at 7:34 AM
i'm down with a fever.
hit 39.8 degrees this morning.
sighh.
and then theres still midyear.
i dunno how im gonna tahan la.
i juz hope i dun have dengue.
oh well.
etched at 4:33 PM
i woke at 1am cuz of my horrible ache in my right arm.
cuz i was doing stupid stuff the whole of ystd.
looks at xw. lol.
i think it got worse cuz i prolly was sleeping on my arm. ouch.
it was so horrible la. i mean it woke me up from my sleep.
then i went down to mom's room.
she went helped me rub some cream and stuff.
felt slightly better.
went back to bed at 145 or so..
then i woke up again at 3.
it was even worse now la.
i mean i couldnt even move my arm.
and it felt like my forearm, biceps, triceps and deltoids all got pierced by smth.
wa i tell you the pain was excruciating.
struggled downstairs to mom's room again.
she told me to get ready
then we went to the sgh. sigh.
i was dying in the car man.
like writhing in pain.
when we reached there the pain subsided abit..
went to the a&e thingy.
waited for like 30 mins before we saw the doc.
he gave me uhh. i dunno what he gave.
quite a few stuff.
muscle relaxant.. pain killer, and some others im not sure of.
by the time i got home was 6.
then slept till 10. tootion at 1030.
and now i feel even more horrible.
i think i got a cold coming on.
im like, freezing.
wearing my jacket now.
sighh.
i feel like my body's juz breaking down on me.
useless thing. argh.
and the exams are coming.
what perfect timing.
maybe this is how it feels like to die.
i cant even move properly. sheesh.
okay toodles.
i shall attempt to eat my dinner.
take care, world.
etched at 7:26 PM
who enjoyed life to the fullest.
she loved her boyfriend so much
and would text him every now and then.
mark was jane's boyfriend
who worked in a call center in los angeles.
he was always busy doing so many things
and only manage to reply to
jane's texts when he got off from work each day.
once, mark receive a message from
jane : "hi baby! how are you?
i miss you! call my house
when you get home.. take care!
i love you!"
mark ignored the message
because he always received
the same message whenever it is
time for him to go home from work.
"honey, i miss you.. did u eat yet?
take care when you get home!
i'll be waiting for your
call.. i love you!"
"honey, where are you?
its unfair that you dont reply
to my texts... well, i'm just gonna
wait for your call.. i love you!"
mark reaches home and lay on his bed.
little did he know that that was the last time
he'd be reading jane's message.
he was so tired he fall asleep
and wasnt able to return jane's call.
he could still hear his phone
beep but he was too
tired to even take a glimpse at his phone.
when he woke up the next day,
he remembered that he was supposed
to call jane. he ignored the messages
and dialled jane's house phone.
no one answered it.
he called up her handphone
and he was surprised that her
father answered the call.
from the conversation, mark could hear
the slight sobs between the words he spoke.
"mark, why havent you called?
jane was waiting for your call all night!"
"dad i'm sorry. i fell asleep. i was so tired
from work. i was calling your
house but no one answered.
where are you? can i come over?"
"just meet me at home."
mark went to jane's house and much to
his surprise he saw a lot of
people inside.
the house was so lighted
but you could see the gloom in
every person there.
he was greeted by jane's mom who was in tears.
she hugged mark tightly and cried on his shoulders.
"jane was waiting for you.
she didnt come with us because
she was waiting for your call.
she was killed by the burglar
who broke into our house.
she's gone, mark. she's gone."
"but thats impossible.. she messaged me just last night!
how could this happen!"
mark couldnt bring himself to
look who was in the coffin.
he couldnt move and it felt like
his whole body was stuck on
the chair he was sitting on.
he wanted to cry but it
seemed as if there was something
blocking his tears from falling.
he looked at his phone
and read the messages from jane.
"honey, i'm not going with my mom and
dad.. i'm just gonna wait for your call.."
"honey.. im so scared...
it seems like theres someone downstairs.
please call me now!"
"honey.. someones here.
they might kill me.
please call me now!
where are you? i need you here..."
"honey.. i love you! "
he wanted to shout
and cry out so loud.
up to her last breath and
she only thought about him.
he stared at jane inside the coffin.
suddenly tears started
flowing down his cheeks.
he couldnt say anything.
the only words he uttered...
"baby, i'm so sorry! if i had
known, i would have fought for you!
i'm really sorry! i love you so much!"
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5 years later you receive a phone call from her...
"Hi Michelle, I'll visit you" she says
"Hi Leah, when?" you ask her
"Just wait for me" she replies....
It seems weird but you prepared for her coming anyways. One rainy night you hear a knock on the door. And you're surprised to see that it's your friend Leah. Losing touch for 5 years. its been a long time, so the both of you talk about everything... The both of you go to your room upstairs. Suddenly there's a black-out. So the 2 of you talk in candle light. Then the phone rings...
"I'll just get the phone downstairs" you say, since there's no phone upstairs.
"No, don't get it, we're in the middle of our girl talk" she says
"It might be important," you say
"Okay if you say so, but promise me you'll be back.." she says
So you promised her a million times that you'll be back. Then you run downstairs to answer the phone...
"Hello," you say
"Hi, Is this Michelle?" the person on the other line asks
"Yeah," you answer, wondering who is it.
"I called on behalf of Leah's family, they had a tragic accident and her parents are in the hospital right now..." He continues.
"And Leah?" you ask, forgetting that leah's upstairs..
"She passed away.." he says, then he hangs up. You slowly put the phone down and look at the long stairs...
would you go back?
as you promised?
etched at 12:00 AM
matter of life and death.
and verge of suicide.
please help.
i cant believe im doing that for zhimin. LOL.
etched at 11:28 PM
this sucks.
i missed one whole week of phy for bowling nats and now i dun understand a thing.
and somehow i dunno whats happening for any other subject as well.
i think im only keeping up with math.
but i think im gonna fall behind soon, as well.
keep up or die trying.
i think i'd get myself killed.
this fucking sucks.
if i ever kill myself
im gonna leave a fucking suicide note for moe.
fucking ministry.
etched at 8:15 PM
would it matter at all?
if i told you that i need you
would you catch me if i fall?
etched at 9:52 PM
for approx an hour.
and i dont feel like blogging.
all i can say is that i feel like im falling sick.
and that i feel like shit.
not to mention the aching legs and feet.
argh.
i feel dead.
etched at 10:29 PM
anyway, if its gonna happen,
it starts now.
etched at 8:07 PM
once i caught a fish alive
six seven eight nine ten
then i let it go again!
why did you let it go?
because it bit my finger so. :(
which finger did it bite
the little finger on my right! :D
i think my mommy's very sweet :D
etched at 8:18 PM
when you know her weaknesses,
when you overlook her imperfections,
and you still cant live without her.
(edit)aww so sweet right? (:(/edit)
etched at 8:12 PM