“Just like the butterfly,
I too
will awaken in my own time.”

Deborah Chaskin

Wednesday, July 30, 2008
A letter to my flu

dear flu,

thank you so much for the days with me. you gave me a wondrous time rubbing my nose red and so dry until it's peeling. thank you for giving me the opportunity to experience what exactly it feels like to be out of breath. i really appreciate that i can breath better now. thank you for giving me such a good excuse not to do work and study, thank you sooooo much. thank you for depriving me of all the good stuff i could i have eaten but couldn't, thanks for slimming me down. anyway, i just want to thank you for the whole week's experience and i will never forget.

hope not to see you ever again. and all the best in not finding your next friend.

yours sincerely,
vpotatochip

my sincere words to my flu. it's still partially there, but soon to be gone. hopefully it will go away within this week.

again and again. so many things i want to say, yet i'm unable to put into words. angry? no. sad? no. happy? not exactly, but sort of mixed feelings. seriously, my brain is lack of oxygen.

and to huilong (not that he will read this lah), anyway today i smack you so hard a bit apologetic lah. didn't mean to smack so hard. but you are really mean to lie to us! over and over again. always lying to us. hmph. and this kind of thing some more! always cheating innocent gina of her feelings. how could you? and now you apologize to her and make her guilty. tsk tsk tsk, should reflect!

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