Happie bday ES!

First time arranging a bday surprise party and it was really a huge success. haha. arranged for chean and gang to ambush at Fiesta Brasilia at United Square while I gave ES the idea that I am bringing him for a lomantik dinner, just the two of us.

I was determined not to disappoint everyone with the stupid fever and got ES out of the house though he insisted that we should stay home and order in pizza since I'm not well.

It was a good pigging out session since a long time. ES thanked us by a signature ES dance with accompaniment from the brasilia crew. Quite proud that I managed to eat a few pieces of chicken and sausage though my appetite was really down in the drain. Lucky there's a 1 for 1 using citibank. About the food at brasilia, it's not bad. But we were really pissed with the service as the chefs came by our tables to top up our meats once in a blue moon and when they do come over, they are always back with the same type of meats..pork, chicken and more chicken and garlic bread. We didn't even know they had lamb till we feedback to the manager. Yep, it's a buffet and it's weird that our plates were empty most of the time. Is this 1 for 1 service?

~ Halloween themed chocs for ES...peanut butter filled lips..fudge filled ears...etc~

~ Happie bday baby! Thanks for the delicious cake chean and SK san! ~

~ don't look like I'm sick hor.haha.~

Fever talk

I hate fevers. Especially when it attacks just before your great pigging out plan with friends. That feeling sucks.

I slept from 1pm yesterday till 7pm..waking up for an hr in between to take medicine and slept all the way from 8pm till 8am today. A solid 18hrs of sleep.

Decided to watch lots of tv to keep myself active and feel less sickly. Skipping my cough mixture which makes me drowsy. Yep, that's how I'm gonna recover.. escapism.

After popping 8 panadols which didn't seem to work, I turn to the good ole 羚羊 powdered drink from the chinese medicinal hall which always work wonders, minus the tiredness which tend to be the side-effect of panadols.

Come on. Let me enjoy my weekend.!!!

Despicable ME

I got a queue number for BTO. Beginner's luck?

Ha. But yup. All the planning and anticipation brought my hopes high and with the sudden turn of events, I would be lying if I said I am not affected at all.

ES sounded indifferent and wasn't the least bit excited. It was as if a rock was tied to my heart and sank it deeper.

At the same time, I understand why he's behaving this way and the worst part is I know I should not and cannot blame him. Despicable as it is, it is always comforting to be able to put the cause of the problem on something or someone else.

So now, I can only grab and throttle myself, praying for a miracle.

23 days after

the excitement of seeing her slowly having a little more response every time I see her. Her eyes jerked opened yesterday, gave a yawn and as if she noticed her condition, her eyes suddenly welled up with tears with agitation as she could only move her eyeballs. We calmed her down and assured that we're with her. We did those response thingys like "if you can hear us, blink twice." and she did. "if you are awake, try squeezing my hands." and you could feel that she was moving her hands though she couldn't manage a squeeze.

Was she awake? She definitely looked more conscious than any day I've seen her. She was staring straight and when I asked her to look at me if she can hear me, she immediately looked towards my direction.

That feeling is really out of this world. Don't we take the ability to wake up everyday for granted?

11 days after

My mind has been put to a thorough test these 2 weeks. Whether it's the working or emotional state of mind, both are now high and dry. I'm quite sure I've successfully elevated to the next level of my blondie career. Jo would love to know this.

Plans we had finally just embarked on, the future we have painted just a few months ago might take a turn. Might not be for the worse but being the typical skeptical and cynical me, the negativity of everything shouts out louder to me.

It's gonna be a change and it might not be necessarily bad. I'm not religious but in my own school of thought, I believe that everything happens for a reason. So, instead of taking everything as out to kill my plans, which is not going to help at all, I should see them as challenges in life, tests to make me a better person. Sigh, anyway, these are just nitty gritties which I need to air and vent.

The bigger picture would be for her to wake up. Wake up auntie, you've overslept.

Still

Things can only get better. I am believing and I'm sure it will happen. We'll not give up though knowing the journey ahead is gonna be littered with challenges. We'll hang on, motivated by the great battle you've put up so far.

Don't procrastinate in saying " I love you" to your loved ones, give them a hug if you are shy, they can feel it. Buy the food they like and just call at any time of the day to ask how they are doing. Stop grumbling about frivolous and inmaterial stuff and being self-centred. Take care of them just like how they have spent their lifetime, unconditionally loving and protecting you.. even when they are physically unable to do, they'll still be wishing you well in their hearts.

The air feels so still and my heart feels so heavy. I hope this feeling goes away soon.