Presenting to you; my infected tonsils.
My grandma didnt force me to eat for the 1st time today when she saw my throat. My aunty thought it was a small one, but when she saw what was growing inside, she got a shock. "Why so big?!"
Grandma was scared, she kept asking me not to force myself to eat. And i was suffering. Like hell. Talked to kuku online and decided to meet up. He was being very nice by coming to pasir ris to slack with me. If not i think i'll be at pasir ris park alone now, emo-ing.
Accompanied him for Mac's. I didnt eat, of course. But from non-hungry, i became damn bloody hungry. I wish i could just stuff the whole lot of fries in my mouth. Lol. Too bad, stupid tonsils have to spoil it all.
After eating, walked to pasir ris park, but the place was infested with many ants. So walked back to the bus terminal. Thank you Shane for accompanying me home again. Talked somewhere near my condo and kept talking about stuffs.
To my dearest kuku Shane, thanks for giving me so many advices, and possibilities which things may happen. Thanks for making me crack open my puny brains and realise what i have never realised. Thanks for not giving up on me. And lastly, thanks for making me such a happy girl and changing my life.
I'm in love.
