... that Leon Trotsky had an affair with Frida Kahlo! Call me ignorant, but I only just found out!!
... that I've been passing time by Googling such random and useless facts without any regards to its credibility and usefulness.
I am now chatting with Febby and reading the Dilbert Blog archives. Seriously, noone has seen such an influx of blog entries from me in such a long time huh it just shows how utterly meaningless being bedridden in the hospital is. I wish someone could come online and chat with me for a while. It'd make everything so much bloody easier.
Where does my sister get off for accusing me that I'm faking my illness? I did try to tell her to sod off but it didn't work. Maybe I should read up on how to shut irritating sisters up temporarily. Her boyfriend though, OH sorry not her boyfriend anymore.. Now her fiance (insert gags here) has been nothing but sweet and forwarding me jokes and they're hilarious.
AHH having time to toss and turn in bed I suddenly thought of CJC and how all my classmates behaved last year and what kind of shitty fun we used to have. Something that I particularly remember well was when Charles.. HAHAHHAHAH well it's okay I don't want to air his dirty laundry here... (Pun NOT intended) but well, yeah. Good times. Only a few people know what I'm talking about, people like Kai Hwee Huiying Jan and Imelda.. Good times good times indeed. If I could raise a toast I would, but I look around and all I can see is my bed my aircon and outdated copies of Nylon and 1997 Vogue that belongs to my sister. Sigh, whatever.
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