I used to think that being single was quite sad. That was until the time when i was SINGLE and DATELESS. To make things worse, it was a Saturday night. *shrugs* All these was until now.



I think the only date that I'll be having this Saturday night will be with my doctor, who told me that i should be fine after taking my medicine. He charged me $38 for a 5 minutes consultation. *shrugs* Wonder how much will a dinner date cost?

I was feeling feverish the whole day.. Felt that my head was going to explode.. Unfortunately, i cant go home early. So i popped two panadols at work, hoping that it'll go away. By 6pm, the pain in my head, not only did not go away, it got worse.
*tIng bangs her head against the wall.*

Maybe i'm dying. Maybe my head will explode and all my brain juices will splatter all over my laptop? Maybe i should start preparing my grave now..

*tIng takes a shovel and starts digging.*

I think i need a wider grave. Who knows? I may need to toss and turn every now and then. But I think 6 feet under ground should be deep enough. I've already thought about the words on my tombstone. It should go something like this:



*tIng starts to cry.*

I would like white flowers for my funeral. Lots of flowers. Mahjong is a must-do.Curry chicken is a must-have. No chinese band though. I might turn in my coffin if they ever play at my funeral. *shurgs*

If i'm not back blogging tomolo, please look out for my obituary in the newspapers.

loVe iS a deLuSiOn tHat OnE mAn dIffErs fRoM aNotHer.