my schedule is up for half of next week and a good getaway is postponed until i get well. wednesday, what a day were you. i do not believe in throwing up because what is consumed should be digested. plus i didn't want to spoil my dearly beloved shoes! and thus i refrained the urge, which was already at it's peak after the sight of coffee that i had earlier indulge had it's way on the sidewalk's greens. yes i was cautious enough not to have wind blow towards my direction. imagine that. Froysthe was a real sweetheart although he tried to help me (like any other parent who places their hand and stroke at the back of their child while she bends down to eject fluid out from her mouth) to have everything choke out. but eventually had his hand numb by my forceful clutch because i was defiant enough to have my breakfast on the floor. after deep breathing and words to God, we fled off from the scene to face a new day together in the streets of Serangoon like professionals. yes, we had a water bottle in our hands before we head to Serangoon just in case things like that happens.

i didn't dare to have lunch because i know i would end up facing the floor again so all i had was a decent cup of iced lemon tea. we then headed elsewhere and behaved like professionals to show off how strong of a person we are. we headed to Lorong Chuan for a breif meet up with one of Froysthe's.

but the contradictions to quitting is a hate to love eating thing. and we finally decided to have Burger King in the later day at Toa Payoh because starvation sips and may whatever comes in our/my way, comes. and silly Froysthe had to finish my drink. his face was priceless after realising his biggest crime. but i was too weak to have any emotions to react and coincidentally remembered the water bottle in my bag. savior, once again. we then headed to Kathib to reduce all tensions and watched men fishing and accepted the stench of worms. we spent the whole day to ourselves and thank God i have Froysthe by my side that day. you are very appreciated. merci orang tua.

in sickness, or in health, coke is my addiction. and i can't possibly deny that. i have cut down on the eggs that i consume and it has been almost a week since i last had an egg. it's a matter of time that swine flu hits Sg and being in Woodlands scares the shit outta me.

i love you too jason.
stay healthy and live high.