HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY, SHAUN!!!! x)
I've decided to turn the table around. I wrote a letter. Was contemplating whether to send it. With much hesitation and persuasion from my gfs, it's signed, sealed and to-be-delivered first thing tmr.
Didn't manage to deliver the tear jerking effect in it. But that's not the point. People who have read it would know the deeper meaning behind those superficials. I'm actually kinda scared to find out his response. With all the bad luck aura around me these few weeks, I'm quite certain that the letter will amount to more bad luck. But I've sorted out the pros and cons. It's written. He should read it. Crossing my fingers, hoping that even though things might not work out for the better, at least I still get to keep the friendship.
I might not live to see saturday as I've got a fuckin fish bone stuck deep down in my throat. The incompetent doctor at the clinic couldn't gorge it out and in the midst of doing so, has literally strained the muscles on the side of my jaw bone. The one connected to the tongue. Fuck you. He wrote a letter of recommendation to go to NUH by tonight, and charged me 12 bucks. 12 buckeroos for trying to kill me and inflicting pain on me. No medication and a lousy hand written letter that is impossible to decipher.
I'm still at home as you can see. Cos the A&E department at NUH is impossible. I'll prob be the last on the list. Fish bone stuck in throat case. What a joke! I'm hoping for a miracle to happen, so I don't have to go down to Mt Elizabeth and stick the scope thingy down tmr. I'll regurgitate, and then die from the immense pain. Now you know why I might not live to see saturday? In any case, I just wanna tell my 2 besties, my AFs, my ba gua gang esp cookie monster, one half of the CS and Jas, Debs and Squirt; that I love all you guys to bits and pieces and I'll carry the memories with me to *heaven. (Hope I haven't done too much evil to deserve bad karma and henceforth, be banished to hell)

*Biodegradable, is it?