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Friday, December 26, 2008
Homiesxz, precious babies.



Homiesxz! I know this very minute I should be with you guys, having fun under the sun in Sentosa. You planned this for me since last week to welcome me back. I thank you guys very, very much for this. It's really much appreciated, babies. But I'm so sorry I couldn't join you guys and I know it's disappointing. Especially since I cancelled it last minute. I really do wanna be with you babies right now, this very minute. But I have to go out with my family. I'm sorry but to me, family must always comes first and family is something I can never put aside. You guys are my second family. I know right now you babies must be angry and pissed off at me. I'm really sorry kay. We'll hang out very, very soon and celebrate 2009 together. I love you babies forever, whenever.


Last night, I watched Camp Rock again. Singing along to the songs before calling Fuzz. Then I put my Joe Jonas aside and talked to Fuzz. Then we continued our conversation through sms as I talked to Faris on the phone. Accompanied Faris on the phone as he made his way home from Tampines Interchange to his doorstep. Then we hung up as Faris wanted to shower and stuff. I fell asleep while waiting for Fuzz's reply and Faris's call.

Omfg, I'm down with fever, sore throat and stomach flu. I must have gotten all this from my two brothers. I'm losing my voice and I sound like I just sang on a rock concert. And my head aches like fuck. I can barely eat now. No use eating anyways cause I'm gonna puke the food all out. This is kinda good cause this can help me lose weight somehow. Okay, I'm done and I feel like puking.