JE

I scream for ice-cream!

I’m so wanna have some ice-cream. Like a child standing outside the ice-cream store, staring at the colourful tubs of cold ice-cream and pointing out to mummy that she wants the one.

Woke up this morning at 6, stare at the clock hard. Goodness, it is six! I cant remember when was the last time i woke up at such a crazy time. heh. For someone who has been having lectures at 9 and all, moreover it’s the holidays now, so 11-12 would be a much more normal time to wake up.

But six?

Oh well.

Guess i forgot to mention, i got a serious outbreak of rashes last night. I looked deadly, seriously, now i can sympathize with those people with bad skin.

Was supposed to having Father’s Day dinner @ International Seafood Restrauant @ Big Splash. But I got bitten by some crap thing by the beach, and it started getting so damn itchy. Before i knew it, it was red all over, from my face to my arms, and my thighs. And all in a matter of minutes.

Dad drove us to some 24 hour clinic @ Marine Parade. Had to put up with this disgusting foul attitude nurse, or i shouldn’t even be calling her a nurse, some irritating aunty behind the desk. Her attitude is serious OMG! Dad quarreled with her. okay, think i should stop here.

Went in, the doc was shocked to see my rashes, like damn i looked like another person. Luckily, there wasn’t any mirror for me to see myself, (only caught a glimpse of myself from the car front mirror) . If i were to see myself, i think i would laugh and die. Okay, maybe not the die part. hee.

Got a jab from the doc. Luckily dad was in there to hug me. I’m super paranoid with needles! Chain saw still okay. ha. Paid 51 bucks to that crappy nurse and left.

I’m feeling so much better now, just itchy.

And because of me, we missed Father’s Day dinner ha. Had noodles at home instead.

But i love you papa! i noodles soooo beat some seafood dinner! (or so i think)