April 1, 2008
Had an early birthday dinner for daddy and belated birthday dinner for Fr. Philip with amazing Chinese dinner and Haagen Dazs Belgium Chocolate ice cream cake! Yes, keep drooling.
April 2, 2008
SMKDJ beat SMKBUD(4) in Wira Debate! Whoops. I'm having trouble deciding where my loyalty lies.
Laura came over to do some of the pricing tags for the Cafeteria. Next thing you know, Rachel is in so much pain and we rush her to the hospital. Alright. As quickly as we could go in the rain and jam combination. Sigh.
Long story short, the surgeon (aka Dr. Harun) admitted her for observation because the doctor had already administered a pain killer which took away most of her pain. Therefore, Dr. Harun could not say for sure what was wrong with her.
Her one and only reaction was "WHAT? I haven't wash my hair today!" ... ... ... Yeah ... Beats me too.
Anyway, while Rachel was in the emergency ward, Laura and I tried the "laughter's the best medicine" thing. We cracked all sorts of nonsensical jokes and all three of us were in stitches. Laura and I got chased out by the nurse. :(
Laura and Michelle packs half the wardrobe into a small bag for her. Shampoo, conditioner, cleanser, moisturizer 1, moisturizer 2, mp3 player, earphones, towel, clothes, toiletries and more toiletries.
Oh. Not forgetting the part that I had to stay with her that night and we shared a bunk. :) Don't ask.
April 3, 2008
Mom picks me from hospital to send me for 10am class.
11am I receive a message from mom saying that Rachel was going for an laparoscopy operation to remove her appendix "now". *hypervantilates*
(lazy to blog about the in betweens)
I stayed on more night with her. Nurses at Damansara Specialist Hospital are wonderfully nice. I like. :)
Random 1, 3 and 5am questions.
"kembar ke?"
"yang mana sakit?"
"siapa nak check temperature?"
April 4, 2008
3am: I throw up in the hospital
11am: I throw up, again.
3pm: I throw up, again.
4pm: Dad drags me down to the emergency ward and I am then put on drip. =_=
That stupid needle in your effing veins effing hurts. Eff.
April 5, 2008
I don't want to talk anymore.
April 6, 2008
Tired. Drained. In need.
How is it you can trust a friend so much,
you literally trust that person with your life.
But that friend doesn't feel the same way,
takes complete advantage of this fuc*ing "friendship" you call "friendship".
Today I stand and say you are a knave.
Yes, you.
After all we've been through together,
I can't believe I had to be the one to tell.
If you hate me,
Hate me because I told on you.
Don't hate how I found out.
I'll hold on to good times and pretend
it was the real you.
I'm sorry this was how it had to end.
I was just about to tell you how much I appreciated and needed you in my life.
I couldn't believe my ears.
On the other hand,
I had to do it.
I'm sorry you had to be in the middle.
I won't hope you try to understand what brought me to it
but know that I couldn't just sit back.
To the last,
I'm sorry if it wasn't me you wanted to hear from,
you needed to know.
After all.
Michelle
you literally trust that person with your life.
But that friend doesn't feel the same way,
takes complete advantage of this fuc*ing "friendship" you call "friendship".
Today I stand and say you are a knave.
Yes, you.
After all we've been through together,
I can't believe I had to be the one to tell.
If you hate me,
Hate me because I told on you.
Don't hate how I found out.
I'll hold on to good times and pretend
it was the real you.
I'm sorry this was how it had to end.
I was just about to tell you how much I appreciated and needed you in my life.
I couldn't believe my ears.
On the other hand,
I had to do it.
I'm sorry you had to be in the middle.
I won't hope you try to understand what brought me to it
but know that I couldn't just sit back.
To the last,
I'm sorry if it wasn't me you wanted to hear from,
you needed to know.
After all.
Michelle
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