'In an ever changing world of gender, who knows what I'm going to end up being. But in the end, I want to morph into something I'm comfortable with.

Tuesday, January 21, 2003  

damn, my angel is sick.
very sick.
didn't go to school today again.
poor lil dearie's too weak to even open her mouth.
omg.
should i go visit her?

/me is confused, very confused.

i really wanna go. but what if i start crying when i see her?
shucks.
this is terrible.
argh.
i wanna go...

list of stuff to bring to her
1) flowers?!
2) that thingie for sore throat, pi pa gao or something. that black colour thingie good for sore throats.
3) her thermo flask she brought the other day to the hospi when she visited.
4) lozenges?!

aye. i dunno.
help. should i go????
freak.

hmm.. i'm still feeling giddy.
hmm.. don't think i'll faint halfway lah.
-touch wood-

should i go? should i go?

muttered @ 7:46 PM.

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