Cinders!!!!.

Oh no Shelly’s Cinders is missing… and I haven’t met this cute meow meow yet!!??!?!

Come back soon ok??

…….

Cinders had gone to kitty heaven… rest well, girl. =\

Haiz.

Can’t Sleep ARGHGHGHGH.

I have this itch in my throat that won’t go away. ARHGHGHHGHGHh the cough is sending shock waves up my skull and drills itself happily into my temples and never leaving again.

ARHRHGHGHGHGGHGHGH

ARHGHGH RHGHGHGHGHHGH

HHFHRGGHGHGHGHHRHHAHRHRHHGHHGHGHGGHGHH

Good Times, Bad Times.

We’ve wobbled along during some of the bad times, hand-in-hand, sulking, but still doing it together, we lend each other strength and then lean on each other, and so we go.

Things don’t just get better all of a sudden.

They trickle off into the distance, and it will be time to enjoy life a little. Enjoy it well, because bad times are bound to come again.

What kind of bad times, you may ask? It could be stuff at work getting us all down and weary. It could be our health going to the pits. It could be just bad things happening to us over and over. It could be just about anything. Rain when he had just washed his car, perhaps.

I had this really awful awful spiral down the pits just this afternoon, while making my way to work. I want him next to me, but all I can have is a text message filled with concern, and then some.

But things are still good. We clasp our hands together and explore Slumberland together. He usually is the fastest one to reach there, but me, much slower so.

This is one of those nights when he arrived at the Pearly Gates of Slumberland and I, due to the awful cough that drives the migraine home, am sleepless again.

Oops, it’s a non-drowsy formula? Damn. And I thought I could do with some chemical help.

Shucks. Time to join him in bed, and I shall play boring games on my DS till I droop off.

Koff Koff.

KOFF KOFF KOFF… KRROOOOFFFF KrrrrrrRRRrrrRrrrooOOOFF… KOFF KOFF… KOFF

It’s been a long time since I’ve had a cough this persistent. Each time I breathe through my nose sends an itchy signal down the throat and then before I even know it, it’s koff koff time again.

Sometimes with phlegm, sometimes without. It doesn’t matter as long as it doesn’t affect my speech. Yet.

I took a day off to rest at home only to be given a MC by the doctor. Maybe I can take another day off, another day!

Work has been piling up for me, so I’ll have to clear this week before even considering scooting off from work.

Bah I’d have to stop spraying on the screen with every koff. Dammiitttttt!

So Much To Say, So Little Mood.

Well there are plenty others I could talk about apart from my streak of foul, stinking luck. Or the lack of it.

You know, the one about the change of driving instructor. It turned out to be alright, because he was patient, and he gave more precise instructions and explanations than the previous. He also let me have a go at his Auto-transmission car to get a better grip of the steering. Not bad.

And there’s the one about the D&D video which was pretty well-received. I am glad the hard work paid off, somewhat.

Of course, there’s the one where Janise got me some shoes from the Nue sale. Hehehee I keep forgetting to transfer money to her because I was too lazy to log in to my internet banking

And oh, finally Latte coughed out a long long tube of accumulated hairball. I’m glad the hairball gel worked.

Hmm. My phone. I got a new K630i which was decent, and pretty solid to the feel, but then the camera could be a little more happening though =\

How about the one where I dreamt of Nicole Kidman? In the dream she released a new movie which was full of surrealist blah blahs, and I woke up Wiki-ing her list of movies. Doh.

I am also having a rather persistent cough. Bah.

Ok laterz.

Suckiness Maximus.

Nothing seems to be going right siah.

AHRHGHGHGHHGGHGH