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♥ Saturday, June 07, 2008

ANOTHER FUCKED UP BIRTHDAY

remember last yr?
i got chicken pox durin my birthday and i din get to celebrate my birthday?
wow..
and it has became a tradition that on my birthday i will kena some serious illness which disallow me to celebrate my birthday.
this year.
i had gastric flu and influenza.
thans a lot man.

let me share wif u how i celebrate my birthday.
GUYS, DUN BE TOO JEALOUS OF ME.
i woke up in the morning.
ate guo tiao soup, ate medicine.
slept the whole day.
time to eat medicine, woke up, ate abit, ate medicine..
watched a bit of vcds.
eat med.
slp..
i practically slept my birthday away.
FUCKED UP.

forget it....
if god doesnt wan me to celebrate my birthday den i dun.
pls dun pour me with some fucked up illness
make me eat med the whole day..

this morning i went to the doc the 3rd tym.
my throat is fucking pain
i cant even talk.
another hell wk of medicine.
FUCK.

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